this one’s going out to my Wacky Little Cousin…
My cousin is funny. I mean, all of my cousins are funny, but this one is extra-funny. Her kid? He’s the funniest one of us all. Just turned three and I gotta say — he already knows how to grab life by the balls.
(If my friend Ralphie were here he’d say, “Is it alright to say that here? ‘Life’?”)
Did you catch this? It’s a little talk they had in the car…
wc2.3: Mama, did you know that video….? (trails off)
me: killed the radio star? (chuckling)
wc2.3; What?
me: Never mind. You’re too young.
wc2.3; NO! Video GAME! Do you know about video GAMES?
me: Nope. Sorry, buddy.
wc2.3: Hm. Maybe we can get one at the store.
Yes, son, that’s the first music video MTV ever aired… that’s right! It’s the Buggles with Video Killed the Radio Star.
How about this little classic, Wacky Cousin 3.0?
I was at a party with a bunch of punk rockers one time and that song came on. They all just completely lost their shit. Started singing along, doing the little Axl Rose snakey dance. I was thinking, You have all just completely lost your punk rock credentials, right there.
This next one is dedicated to Someone Who Shall Remain Nameless, who really does Give Love a Bad Name.
That’s all. Goodnight. Oh, yeah. And if you don’t start leaving me some comments, you people, I’m shutting this thing down. I mean it. Don’t test me I’m not in the mood.
xo
wm
PS — Just because I know that Wacky Cousin 3.0 is going to be a total rocker when he grows up… here’s one he’s going to love the hell out of when he’s a teenager:
PSS — I’m basically writing this thing for TOL and my cousin right now, cuz they’re the only ones who read it. My sister and mom say they’re reading it, but they’re lying.
, 
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WHA??? I totally leave you comments all the time.
September 16th, 2009 | #
Dude! I mean, Nancy! I can’t even get my MOTHER to read my blog – even with cute kid photos!
I was singing “Video Killed…” earlier this week. Could we be psychic?
(And we really did think that videos were poisoning the music well, didn’t we?)
PS- Frank insists that Axl Rose was an ex-boyfriend of mine.
September 16th, 2009 | #
OK, Bef reads my blog, too. I do write for her. Internets, it’s kinda funny when someone starts blogging because you inspired them, then after two posts they’re international rock stars. They’re both such good writers.
My Nan. http://thingsivefoundinpockets.blogspot.com/
My Beth. http://planetnomad.wordpress.com/
Por ejemplo. And there you are, still playing the coffeehouses…
TOL, my mama asks me, Are you still writing that little blog? Then refuses to ever look at it. If I put up pix of the kids she’d ask, Whose kids were those, on that website I found? hahaha. We are psychic. Steve thinks I dated John Cougar Mellencamp. I did not.
September 16th, 2009 | #
What am I? Chopped liver? I ALWAYS read you.
September 16th, 2009 | #
i (heart) LIB. She is not chopped liver. Happy Wednesday, girl!
September 16th, 2009 | #
Woot! Mentioned in a blog!
WC2.3 says “Hey! Maybe I colored this picture for wacky girl!” I love how he’s unsure. Like I’m keeping track of who he’s coloring things for.
September 16th, 2009 | #
I love your posts! Don’t shut down! Seriously co-inky-dink: I was just mentally beating myself up for not commenting more on the blogs I love to read. Thanks for the slap upside the head. I love reading comments, too. It’s like sort of a kind of conversation… in a weird way. But sometimes, weird conversation is better than no conversation! And hey, email me anytime!!! Love you.
September 17th, 2009 | #
Don’t you threaten me young lady! I will get my wooden spoon quicker than you can say blog abuse.
I AM STILL HERE!!!! Was that loud enough?
September 17th, 2009 | #
wacky cousin, get him an agent already.
WackyMummy, love you, too. Thanks for reading. I now know I have… six readers, including you and Vixen! Six readers with lots of chutzpah and fine good looks.
Vixen, I’m not scared of you. hahahaha. Oh, wait…
September 18th, 2009 | #
Always a little slow on the uptake, but I’m here now, and here’s my belated comment!
September 18th, 2009 | #
With Neisha, that makes lucky 7. (Eight if you count my husband. Which I do.)
September 19th, 2009 | #
Today we bought a snack from a kiosk where a pimply youth was playing ACDC, loudly. I was all, dude? Were you even born?
September 25th, 2009 | #