Monday, May 15, 2006
But I called It!
Over the weekend we went to the grocery store for our usual run of gallons of Diet Coke, loafs and loafs of bread and toiletries by the case and I happened to sit in the back seat.
Lucas called “shotgun,” you see. And in the Deal family clan, “shotgun” is a very, very serious thing. And of course, the rules for calling “shotgun” are complex and grounded in traditions too ancient to even explain. It’s dogma by now. And everyone knows, you can’t mess with dogma.
Anyway, the boy called “shotgun” so I fet obliged to give it to him. So I sat in the back of the van and entertained Ellis.
Then I remembered that according to some arcane rule Jonah had made up, I was sitting in the “Rocket Launcher” seat. He’s too small to sit in the “shotgun” seat, so even if he calls “shotgun!” as soon as he steps out the door, he still has to sit in the back and doesn’t get to sit in the front passenger seat. Jonah was a bit too young to understand that though we were saying “shotgun” it didn’t have anything to do with the weapons. But that didn’t stop him from naming each of the van’s seats after a weapon he’d seen in a video game. Grenade Launcher, Rocket Launcher, Dual Wielding Needlers (cf. Halo 2), Award Rifle (Star Wars Battlefront 2), Sniper Rifle, etc.
So I think it might be time to get him back to reading books instead of playing video games all summer.
Holy Crap! Look at all this STUFF down here. It's awesome!
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