Thursday, January 24, 2013
I think Bub has all the requisite skills to be the next Brick Tamlin. He’s observant, polite and he loves the Weather Channel. This was from a mere glance out the window:
Bub: Ooh, it’s cold outside.
Me: Sure is. What do you see?
Bub: It’s snowing!
Me: Oh, it’s snowing?
Bub: It’s raining!
Me: Well, it raining or snowing?
Me: Unusual for this time of year.
Me: What do you think the temperature is?
Bub: Fifty! (it’s 12)
Me: Wow, fifty, huh? Is it sunny?
Bub: The sun is awake. (it’s overcast as shit)
Me: Anything else?
Bub: It’s getting dark.
Me: Man, time flies.
Bub: Yes. (Yawn) I’m tired.
Me: Well, meteorology is pretty hard work. Can you tell us what tomorrow looks like?
Bub: Yes. (Pause) Hrrrrrrrrrrrrr. Pooping!
Me: Well, it can’t be 50 and raining and snowing and sunny every day…