Never be afraid to get dirty, but be sufficiently sure-footed to avoid the abyss of contamination.

Parental Advice

I’m not above giving parental advice. Take this recent exchange with my sister:

me: how’s my niece?
S: monsterrific
me: you should play the monster mash for her
“the monster from his slab began to rise, and suddenly, to my surprise”
“HE DID THE MASH!”
“he did the monster mash”
“THE MONSTER MASH!”
S: it was a graveyard smash!
me: “AWOOOOH!”

I don’t know if it worked, or if my advice was even taken, but it felt good to be contributing to the discourse, ya know?

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One response

  1. i didn’t take your advice. you know why? because she would have started complaining that it wasn’t a song that SHE picked out. when i say monster, i don’t mean happy fun cute elmo monster, i mean the troll under the bridge that wants to eat the 3 billy goats gruff.

    February 9, 2010 at 6:11 pm

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