Today five year-old Lola saw her first live theatre, a production of "Cinderella" by a children's theatre group. I had to park a half mile away due to the overwhelming craziness of a holiday season weekend at Fort Mason (Craftswomen of Northern California annual event! The Guardsmen Christmas tree lot! Jewelry show! Animal rights film festival! Rhode Island School of Design Graduates sample sale!).
After the show, Lola started to lag as we trudged to the car. To distract her, we looked at various birds as we walked along, and finally we came across a postcard view of the bridge. "Look, Lola, it's the Golden Gate Bridge! Isn't it beautiful!"
Lola took this opportunity to once again stop walking, and she pondered the bridge. "Yes, it is beautiful. It must have been cleaned many, many times!"
it's self cleaning. But, it locks itself and you can't drive across it for about six hours while it cools off. One thanksgiving my husband accidentally set the bridge to self-clean and then was horrified to discover he couldn't simply unlock it and...wait, that was the oven, never mind, carry on.
My sense of humor has been highjacked by Anonymous. Actually she(?)'s funnier than I think I am.
I have been thinking about starting a Commment of the Week contest/celebration of the comments, and this one will definitely be in the running!
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