OK, so I was straightening up the garage the other day, opening boxes to find out what was in them (yeah, I didn’t label everything the last time I moved and am still trying to find missing items). In the process of pulling out some tools from crate, the boy—who was standing over my shoulder, not helping—asked what a certain item was.
Feeling like a being a pain in the butt, I put on my best Bogart impression and told him, “The stuff that dreams are made of.”
I got a blank stare.
And I heard crickets. No, seriously, there are crickets all over this part of Georgia.
This began a thoroughly detailed—and unappreciated—dissertation on Humphrey Bogart and his movies.
Blank stare, continued.
“He was in some of the greatest movies ever. He was in ‘The Maltese Falcon.’ You know that movie, don’t you?”
Crickets. And the stare.
Ah, I’m getting through to him.
“He played tough-guy roles. You know what that means, right?”
He scrunched up his nose and thought for a moment. “Oh, you mean like Taylor Lautner?”
Crickets and a blank stare.