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April 28, 2006
i am lobster hear me click
Snap snap snap went the mandibles! Crunch crunch crunch went the claws! What is that sound you hear? That is the sound of a lobster, totally shredding the crap out of a shamrock and eating it. The potential move to Ireland has been cast-off like the too-small shell of a recently molted crustacean. Now the creature, timorous in this, his most vulnerable state, hugs the rocky coast of the Eastern seaboard with brave hopes for the future despite the sucking vastness of the sea and all that wish to consume him therein.
I love how when I use a metaphor of myself as a lobster, it’s got to be a BOY lobster. The same is true when I do cartoon voices (which is, um, probably too often), they are always men, at least in my head. Imitate the cartoon lobster, unleash the male within!
We are officially taking the month of May off from thinking about stupid shit like where we’re gonna live and instead we’re going to enjoy Spring Fling 2006. I really want to use a blink tag for that, do those still work? Yes, they do! is going to rule: it involves lots of fishing (husband), buying ocean-themed tchotchkes and doodads (me) and consuming many jellybeans for using the potty (everyone). Also, I am once again determined to have fun in this frigging uptight, moneyed sinkhole of a bedroom community and thus Spring Fling 2006 also involves inviting all of the kids at the Bean’s grim daycare for a Backyard Party X-travaganza. My husband pointed out that most likely, no one will come. But we can try - we simply will not go down without face-painting and water balloons, people!
In other news, I had coffee in Seekonk yesterday with the lovely Jen from jenville.com, which proved that coolness is alive and well in the greater Rhode Island area. She informed me that Seekonk means "black goose" and lo! It is true. This gives even more meaning to one of our favorite family games "Seekonk/Cranston", where one person says "Seekonk" in the most nasal voice possible and someone else says "Cranston" equally nasally and then everyone laughs and eats a lobster.
Viva spring! Viva Seekonk!
Posted by Max at April 28, 2006 10:14 PM
Comments
I think you may be the first person to successfully revive the blink tag. Am impressed ;)
Posted by: supa at May 3, 2006 10:40 PM
Who needs Ireland when you've got the Spring Fling? No brainer.
By they way, I think my Iris would be the perfect Nancy to your Sid (Max). And if anyone needs drugs, it's us! He he.
Thanks for the comment. Glad I'm not alone in the land of "Mean".
Posted by: tracey at May 4, 2006 10:59 AM
oh wait, YOU are Max, your son is...um...just Sid or the small but mighty alien. Gotcha.
Posted by: tracey at May 4, 2006 11:08 AM
The kid is the Bean. Or Coco, if he is feeling saucy, which he usually is. Sid will work, too. He's fairly punk rock for a two-year old.
Posted by: Max at May 4, 2006 09:04 PM