Thursday, May 31, 2007

rest and relaxation

It was so delicious to wake up at 6:15 this morning, look at the clock and then roll over and sleep until 9:30. Would that summer classes did not exist. (Oh, yeah, there's that paycheck thing.) Anyway, am enjoying my lie-in time while I still can.

I've occasionally blogged about Precocious Neighborhood Child, she who can scatch Sam's ears so well that in under thirty seconds he is prepared to reveal his Swiss bank account information, violate National Security and possibly offer to bear her children.

We chatted today, and somehow I came to observe that the current president had once been a cheerleader. You could tell, from the look on her face, that she had contemplated him in a skirt with pom-poms and doubted my sanity. "No, really! He yelled through megaphones and was one of the guys who tossed the girls up in the air and caught them!" She still wasn't persuaded, even though she knows I'm the wacky neighborhood history professor.

3 comments:

Bartleby said...

It's hard to fault your PNC for her skepticism. After all, cheerleaders are required (in many cases, at least) to recite little four-line rhymes, in a rhythmic tempo and with a loud voice, and get all the words right, first time and every time. Pretty tough to imagine Il Duce pulling that off, especially with his drunken-sounding mushmouth delivery.

Drewster said...

I am just glad the dog doesn't know any state secrets. Precocious children can sometimes be evil, stunted villains in disguise.

Turbo said...

With a dog that vigilant...can you be sure that he does not know any state secrets? Many a nefarious activity can occur in the backyard when we mere humans aren't watching. You have to watch out for squirrels....