Iris has asked me on several occasions lately about juvenile hall. "Am I old enough to go to juvie? Is it jail for kids? Is it like jail? What is it like? Were you ever arrested?"
Tonight she was doing her homework, which was "predictions." I took a look. One scenario was that a little girl named Lin wants to buy a toy and has $3. The toy costs $2. What will Lin do? Iris had written, "Lin will use the five finger discount."
I burst out laughing. "What? What?" asked Iris.
"Hassenpfeffer, your teachers aren't going to want to leave their bags in the classroom."
"They already don't," noted Iris.
I was listening to Yahoo jukebox and just as I got to this post on came the following.
There's gotta be a record of you some place
You gotta be on somebody's books
The lowdown - a picture of your face
Your injured looks
The sacred and profane
The pleasure and the pain
Somewhere your fingerprints remain concrete
And it's your face I'm looking for on every street...
(Dire Straits-On Every Street)
That is a very good synchronicity.
I laughed out loud!
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