March 24, 2005
HAPPY BIRTHDAY, BOO!
My younger son begins his sixth year of life today, and as a tribute to his nature (and a thank you to those who stop here regularly), I offer you our nightly text. The words fall somewhere between poem and song, and should be delivered with absolute relish, every obvious rhyme emphasized, "ah" and "ar" sounds delivered as "aw" when possible.
"Hey Pa, I got in to the car and went real far and saw a star and I wanted to wave my claw by I didn't want to break the law or my jaw, so I called Ma and said 'Haw haw haw!'"
More after Miami. In the meantime, if you want to live that Xanax and Frozfruit lifestyle without actually taking Xanax and eating Frozfruit, try these two recordings:
This one by Jorge Mautner, and this one by Lô Borges.
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