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P: Yeah, so Amy and I had a band for a little while.
E: Really? What were you called?
P: "Ha ha snowsuit"
E: ...
P: What?
E: That name <i>sucks</i>.
P: No it doesn't! Anyway, we were really into the cuddlecore scene then.
E: The what-core scene?
P: Cuddlecore.
E: What the f*** is a cuddlecore scene?
P: (Downloads Cub and Heavenly songs, sings along)
E: Ohhh.
P: See?
E: Yeah. Kiddie pop.
P: WHAT?!
E: Kiddie pop. Music for toddlers.
P: It SO is NOT!
E: Yes it is. Awww. That's cute. When did you start listening to grown-up music?
P: (Sighs, decides to take a new tack) You mean like mathrock?
E: Math rock? As in, music for geeks? Like Devo?
P: No, it's... um... like jazz-influenced hardcore.
E: ...
P: You want to put Duran Duran back on now, don't you?
E: Yep.
Fruit Salad: Yummy Yummy
Gack. I live in fear of spawning a Grateful Dead fan.
I broke a door by accident the other day and she asked me why I did it.
"Daddy was just being silly" I said.
Her response, nonchalantly, yet somehow intense and accurate: "No, you're just <i>BAD</i>."