There's a small Mexican restaurant near where I work. I drive by it maybe once a week or so. Every once in a while they change the words on the tiny "marquee" which rests in the middle of their sign. Around this time of year, it is usually emblazoned with the words "Lobsters are back."
And while the "adult" me knows exactly what they mean--that it's local lobster season, and yes, we're serving 'em up--that sign never fails to invite the 6-year-old who lurks somewhere in the recesses of my mind to come out and play. I know if I was still that age and my parents drove me by there, I would incessantly ask, "Where did they go? What did they do there? How did they get back? Did they drive a car or a boat? Do they live here? Can they fly?"
So that sign is pretty magical to me. Even though I'll probably never stop in to visit--or eat--the lobsters who are back, that sign reminds me never to lose that 6-year-old kid in my head. And for that I'm thankful.
Now if I could just get rid of that obnoxious, horny 14-year-old who keeps saying "That's what she said," I'd be a happy camper.
Sorry Gar... hard to watch. Miley just takes my breath away for the most WOODEN woman in a dress I ever saw. I don't know who won... she is a total dweep in a dress.
Posted by: Melanie Preschutti | March 07, 2010 at 06:07 PM
You could never disappointment me... nor was I disappointed. I suppose I was just having one of my "Colbert" moments!
Posted by: Melanie Preschutti | February 28, 2010 at 12:33 PM
Sorry to disappoint you, Melanie.
Posted by: Gary | February 27, 2010 at 05:26 PM
I had great angst over these Lobsters all night, tossing & turning, turning & tossing. Then there was the AM pacing in front of my computer waiting for your post. This simple restaurant marguee caused all that! Go figure... I guess I was prepared for the horny 14-year-old in you to emerge... I was expecting pictures of a group of girls (with big boobs, skinny asses and long long legs) laying on some white sand beach tanning & turning red in the San Diego sun... a group of regular bimbettes-in-training to become full-blown bimbos that you affectionately refer to as "The Lobsters"!!!
Posted by: Melanie Preschutti | February 27, 2010 at 09:38 AM