These poor folks are gonna be in a world of trouble when they get back home. Seems that they left their kid at the airport when they boarded their flight to Paris.
Paris! Just like in the movie. Ha!
It turns out they are an ultra-Orthodox Jewish family. Must be a cultural thing to leave the kid behind when traveling…wink wink. The last time it happened was about 2000 years ago.
Anything left in my car becomes my property, so following along that line, I totally enjoyed Celia Cruz’s CD La Negra Tiene Tumbao, and an amazing Arturo Sandoval CD that I may rip at work. Fantastic!
There was also a Ludacris CD that I was tempted to pitch out the window, but didn’t want to litter the street. Instead, I did the obvious thing: I played it.
Curiosity? Maybe. Intellectual experimentation? Perhaps. A weird sense of voyeuristic insanity? Yeah, that’s the ticket. The truth is that I enjoy all kinds of music, and while rap and hip hop generally arouse in me a great deal of disgust, there are moments when I find the music palatable, even catchy. As long I can tune out the lyrics.
Here’s the confession: I actually like the sound of Money Maker, although the lyrics offend beyond all measure. Still, here I was, listening to the song.
Let me paint that picture for you: fat, middle-aged white woman in business suit, driving the very sensible vanilla white Ford mini-van, pulls up to a red light with the bass maxed out, bobbing her head to Money Maker. Just then four black young men pull up in the car next to mine. They all look over at me, and I look back, still bobbing my head in that very uncool way that only a fat middle-aged white woman in a business suit could possibly have, and then they register the song.
Please. Someone has to invent some kind of video device that is automatically activated when things like this happen because I will never, ever, forget the looks on their faces. I would win the million dollars in America’s Funniest Videos.
After reading the article about the real shark found at the Massachusetts beach where Jaws was filmed ( a movie that ruined my summer vacation at St. Petersburg Beach in Florida that year because I didn’t go deeper than 2 feet into the ocean ), I read the related article about a shark being discovered in a swimming pool in Australia. It’s a brief and interesting report found here.
The part that killed me was this quote:
“It’s funny, though, because we have swimmers who come here at 6am every morning to do laps. It’s still dark then and they mustn’t have even noticed it was there.”
Really? This guy thinks it’s funny that those poor unsuspecting folks swam their laps and weren’t gobbled up? Well…since nothing tragic happened, then I guess, yeah, I would have loved to have seen their faces when they discovered it. Unlike that fake picture of the divers with the giant great white behind them, this seems like the real thing.
