I was in the toy store the other day and I heard some kid complain to his mother that they didn't have any 'good' Lego sets for him to buy like it was her fault. Now normally I let this stuff go but I am kinda full of myself and my own brilliance this week (and for those of you that this 'quirk' annoys, trust me that it will all fall apart soon enough. You don't have to wish for it) so I said right to him...
"What is wrong with you? When I was your age we had TWO types of Lego pieces...squares and rectangles and maybe some windows and we were happy to have it. If you can't creates something original from all THIS that you already own (and I waved my hand dramatically over the shelf - really a nice touch - the mother liked that flourish) then you have NO imagination".
Then I went about my business at the next aisle. God that felt good.
I think I NEED to get back in the classroom. I need that outlet for my brain or I will find myself on a water tower - AGAIN - making bizarre demands to uniformed authority figures like they have to eliminate the question mark before I come down. They promised the 'next time' they WILL shoot me. I have to take that threat seriously I think. I can't take a bean bag round to the head like I used to.
