Sunday, February 27, 2005
It all happens here
Remember when you were a kid you had a friend that everyone seemed to congregate at his or her house. I remember helping myself to food and even cooking at walter woods house. Or that bottle rocket fight at Jimmy D's. I guess I never gave a second thought to the parents and what they thought. Now I am the parent and I have that house. I have stood by and watched my living room including my new wide screen tv turned into a video game parlor/hotwheel trading floor. I buy and prepare vast quantities of food only to see it devoured durring a 3 minute commercial break durring a nascar race.I Find myself using familiar cliche's like "turn that crap down" or "you've been drinking muddy water". And no kid who has been here much dares to exibit the slightest sighn of having the hiccups as I have managed to perfect that cure Dad always had. I have really enjoyed the whole thing and I like the Idea of Dan and his buddies hanging out here so I'm not complaining at all,but the party is over when I see the first bottle rocket inside the house.
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Our kids never had enough of a neighborhood gang to hang out with. Nor were they ever in the right (or wrong) little gang at school to have the opportunity as far as I can tell. But, I've used and re-used all those expressions myself. Garrett's standard response to "when I was a kid" is to quickly cut it off with "dinosaurs roamed the earth."
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