Jun 09, 2006 17:23
The de-evolution is complete.
Since I was pregnant last year, I began to suspect that something was fearfully...wrong.
My suspicions were confirmed today. Someone I know posted a clip of Masonna on a messageboard. I'd been curious about them/him for years, so I watched it.
"Okay...noise...more noise...oopsie, he fell down...he is swinging his hair...fell down...where'd he go? Oh, there he is...fell down again...more noise...demonstrating fishing line to his friend...."
I am so ashamed. My unhipness is officially chronic; I felt like a parent in an eighties teen movie telling her kid with a bored voice, "I don't know why you like this band, all their songs sound the same." At least I thought he was kinda cute.
Oh no...I just looked at my books from the library...two on organizing and one on chemical-free cleaners for the home....
I guess I'll just sigh and get back to planning Kenny's first birthday party in August, where I will *somehow* fashion a pinata that is waterproof on the inside and then fill it with fake blood. I intend for my young son to deliver the killing blow.
Ta!
--Signed,
The Beouge