Sunday, March 18, 2007
number 1
It seems like life slows a bit, the older you get, I mean. Or, maybe it has just slowed for me. I look around and wonder when everything became so hard. All the rules we used to play by as children have altered and now, we can't even say, "I have to go pee." We must say, " I have to go use the restroom." What a load of crap. Now, I am not a proponent of crassness and vulgarity. For instance, as a child, I was not allowed to call my favorite blanket my "blankie" or going potty "going wee wees". My parents didn't speak to us in baby talk, so we were not allowed to speak back in such a tongue. I wonder if there is a happy medium between this crass "baby-talk" and refined speech. Can you be a grown-up and still pee, or do you have to start "powdering your nose - freshening-up"? All I know is if I am ever in your home and I ask you where the water closet is, just flush me.
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