My Son Found Some Old Yahoo Directions
Ever the vigilant pincher of pennies, I stand watch over all useful sheets of paper as candidates for re-use. I am like a sentinal of scrap, keeping a watchful eye for any printed document or set of directions having one side completely free of the slightest stain.
It is therefore not unusual for the scrap paper drawer in my desk to contain sheets of paper which had once served as a guide to one of The Supreme Aglet's many adventures. My son--conditioned to seek out scrap paper before clean paper in any endeavor not leading to a finalized piece of work--randomly chose a sheet and began his work in earnest.
Upon completing the work he set out to do, (in this case, modeling a sea-going vessel he sought to construct with Legos), something on the reverse side of the sheet of paper caught his attention; specifically, a reference to the name of the street on which we used to live.
This was a set of Yahoo directions from our old house to some unknown destination. Where could it possibly lead to? My son's curiosity was a raging fire.
He approached me and queried, "Dear father of mine, who provides me with the very sustenance on which my young life depends, I beseech that you reveal to me the destination represented by this guilded map."
My son doesn't actually practice that sort of verbal prose, but he said something to that effect.
I studied the map and the verbal directions, noting the date as well as the destination. I remembered only one reason for needing to go to Burbank at that time: The Dennis Miller Show. I went with a friend on that day to watch the comedian conduct a taping of his highly entertaining television program, complete with his sharp wit and his take-no-prisoners/suffer-no-fools style of interview.
Seeing the map brought back pleasant memories of that hyper-enjoyable day, and the world of the Supreme Aglet is once again in perfect balance.
It is therefore not unusual for the scrap paper drawer in my desk to contain sheets of paper which had once served as a guide to one of The Supreme Aglet's many adventures. My son--conditioned to seek out scrap paper before clean paper in any endeavor not leading to a finalized piece of work--randomly chose a sheet and began his work in earnest.
Upon completing the work he set out to do, (in this case, modeling a sea-going vessel he sought to construct with Legos), something on the reverse side of the sheet of paper caught his attention; specifically, a reference to the name of the street on which we used to live.
This was a set of Yahoo directions from our old house to some unknown destination. Where could it possibly lead to? My son's curiosity was a raging fire.
He approached me and queried, "Dear father of mine, who provides me with the very sustenance on which my young life depends, I beseech that you reveal to me the destination represented by this guilded map."
My son doesn't actually practice that sort of verbal prose, but he said something to that effect.
I studied the map and the verbal directions, noting the date as well as the destination. I remembered only one reason for needing to go to Burbank at that time: The Dennis Miller Show. I went with a friend on that day to watch the comedian conduct a taping of his highly entertaining television program, complete with his sharp wit and his take-no-prisoners/suffer-no-fools style of interview.
Seeing the map brought back pleasant memories of that hyper-enjoyable day, and the world of the Supreme Aglet is once again in perfect balance.
posted by The Supreme Aglet at 8:55 AM
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