Ode to Shane (and company)
I just have to talk about Shane Something-cow-ski (with permission from Nany)... He claims he was put on this Earth for one purpose and one purpose only, and that is to make people laugh with how blatantly ridiculous he is. Well, that is not true. I mean, sure he can be ridiculous, like the time he tried to look cool and see how many flips in the pool he could do in a row, caught a noodle in his legs, became tangled, and looked like a complete fool doing only one lololol. But besides moments like those, he can be pretty fun to hang out with, with his spontaneous ideas, random comments, as long as he isn't going TOO wild or loud. And he's nice. Yes, he's very very nice. He knows how to make you smile when you're unhappy, and he actually makes that extra effort to cheer you up, never pushing the boundaries of how far you want him to go with it. He always leaves space when you ask for it, and when you need a friend, a shoulder, anything, he doesn't hesitate to supply it. And despite what people may think (and I was one of them once), he is actually a very wise guy. There's quite a difference between book smarts and street smarts, and I wish I had street smarts. But for now, I guess, book smarts will have to do, and Shane Something-cow-ski can make up for what I don't have. I know someday he will be a huge success, because that's just how he portrays himself (in areas where he is confident). Cooking, singing, acting, whatever. I believe in him, he believes in himself, and his mother believes in him. That's another thing. His devotion to his mother is insanely touching, and I hope someday I have a son like that. Shane has risen above what others have thought of him, the legend of his family, all because he believes in himself, even if he doesn't always let on.
And yes, he still makes us laugh. Ahem.. like the time he came over and starts walking through the back door, "Hi, Mrs. Russell, I brought you something!" (a carton of eggs in his hands he's referring to). Just as he is walking through, his face all aglow and all smiley, his gigantic 3x shirt catches on the door, yanks him back, and 3 (or 4?) eggs fall out of the carton and smack on the hot patio, where they baked in the sun while his face turned from smile to huge frown, as he turned around, shoulders hung, and ran away, "That's it! I'm never bringing you anything ever again!!" My mother, laughing hysterically as her day had just been made a little brighter, hosed down the patio, which continued to stink like rotten eggs for the remainder of the afternoon... We had French Toast that evening.
And I have so many other buddies worth mentioning, but here's to the best: Nany, Marc, and of course, the one and only, my mother, my sister, my rock, and my very best friend... Heather Bowman! I've said enough about you on LJ that I think you and everyone else gets the point.
I just felt I needed to say that about Shane... Something-cow-ski.
And yes, he still makes us laugh. Ahem.. like the time he came over and starts walking through the back door, "Hi, Mrs. Russell, I brought you something!" (a carton of eggs in his hands he's referring to). Just as he is walking through, his face all aglow and all smiley, his gigantic 3x shirt catches on the door, yanks him back, and 3 (or 4?) eggs fall out of the carton and smack on the hot patio, where they baked in the sun while his face turned from smile to huge frown, as he turned around, shoulders hung, and ran away, "That's it! I'm never bringing you anything ever again!!" My mother, laughing hysterically as her day had just been made a little brighter, hosed down the patio, which continued to stink like rotten eggs for the remainder of the afternoon... We had French Toast that evening.
And I have so many other buddies worth mentioning, but here's to the best: Nany, Marc, and of course, the one and only, my mother, my sister, my rock, and my very best friend... Heather Bowman! I've said enough about you on LJ that I think you and everyone else gets the point.
I just felt I needed to say that about Shane... Something-cow-ski.