Why does it never fail that I ponder a story problem for hours–such as how the ancients knew the world was round and where the hidden weaknesses were in the earth’s tectonic plates–and then figure it out EXACTLY when it’s time to rush off and pick up the kids from school? By the time I spend 45 minutes driving around to two different schools and two different car lines (man, do I hate school car lines!) singing “waving your bladder” and “baking carrot biscuits” I’ll have completely forgotten the answer!
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I play the same CD in my car over and over and OVER until my kids’ heads EXPLODE and they’re begging me to change it out. The current one playing is the soundtrack from “A Knight’s Tale” only they’re not begging me to switch that one. They LOVE the song We Will Rock You. They scream it at the top of their lungs while we’re driving home from school. Today I actually noticed what my daughter was singing:
“We will, we will rock you.
We will, we will rock you.
Buddy, you’re a young man, hard man,
Shoutin’ in the street, gonna take on the world some day.
You got blood on yo’ face,
You big disgrace,
Wavin’ your BLADDER all over the place.”
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