Tuesday, March 23, 2010
Playing it Cool
"Mom, I know what I'm going to name my son when I have one."
"Oh really. Let's hear it."
"Ringo Slater." (favorite Beatle + favorite surfer = mucho playground butt-kickings)
"Wow, that sounds great." (pretend not to care, pretend not to care, or he'll really do it)
"And Mom, I know what I'm going to put on my license plate when I get my first car." (wow, this kid has some really specific future plans)
"Prince of Darkness? As in Satan???" (I might have had a small stroke at this point)
"No-as in Ozzie Osbourne when he was young."
(Note to self: speak with guitar teacher about choosing age-appropriate music)
"Hmmm, well it might look kinda funny, this happy, outgoing, freckly kid named Sunny cruising around with "Prince of Darkness" on his license plate. Also, Ozzie Osbourne can't string two words together. Little Ringo is going to need you to set a better example than that." (I am playing it SO cool right now)
"Can we stop for a Slurpee?"
That's more like it.