Thursday, October 16, 2008

This just cracks me up

From a blog I read regularly, One Good Thing:

Christopher: Daddy?

Steve: Hm?

Christopher: At school, some people call me C-C-C-C-C-Chris, and I don't like that.

Steve: Some people call me the Space Cowboy.

Christopher: Cowboy?

Steve: Space Cowboy.

Christopher: They do?

Steve: Some call me the Gangster of Love.

Christopher: What?

Steve: Some people call me Maurice.

Christopher: Why do they do that?

Steve: Because I speak of the pompitous of love.

Christopher: ...

Christopher: Well...You should stop doing that.*

* For all you folks who spent the early 80s under a rock or on the moon, that's from the Steve Miller Band, 1983, Steve Miller Band Live!, Gangster of Love.
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A hobby cook from the Midwest. Experiments, thoughts, new recipes, maybe even a photo or two... You noticed the pouting little girl with the words superimposed over her face? Growing up in the 60s and 70s the refrain of "there are starving children in [insert current poverty-stricken nation] that would love to have such... etc etc etc." I don't know that anyone actually believed all that but the image of a starving foreign child, holding out a bowl in hopes of being gifted with boiled tongue or green tomato pie, was pretty powerful. I do recall the kind of trouble kids would inevitably be in if they dared to say what most of us thought: "Well, then, send this stuff right on over to those poor, starving [insert country] kids." I don't usually post other people's photos, just my own. If you want to borrow or use one of my photos, I would appreciate your asking first. I usually don't mind but do hate having my work attributed to someone else. By the way, I found the photo of that pouting girl on the web with no attribution. If it's yours? We'll deal, ok? Thanks.
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