Yesterday was proclaimed a day after my mom's dance school. The mayor signed this Proclamation and it's all pretty and shiny.
Anyway, we had a performance at the capitol, and Robert, our new yoyo teacher, performed. It was quite horrid. I wish he didn't do his new routine. He has a better one, but... he kinda failed yesterday.
But he drove three or so hours from his house to get there, and we took him and his mom to lunch at this Chinese restaurant. And he would NOT STOP TALKING!!!!!!
"Mom, do you know what I want? Huh? Guess? It's in this column. Seafood. Yeah, that column. It's in there somewhere. Do you know what it is? Guess what it is. It's what I always get, do you know what it is?"
"This one? Garlic shrimp?"
"Huh? Oh, no, but close. Still close. No, it's the one right under that one, do you see it?"
"..."
"Right under the garlic shrimp."
"...sea cucumber...?"
"no... WHAT!? No! That is NOT what's under the garlic shrimp! Sea cucumber! Ew, those things are wierd! They're like pickles, but alive!"
And then after we get our food, "Mom, is that what you ordered?"
"Yes."
"Nasty."
"It spicy."
"I like spicy."
"Like Mexican food."
"Mexican food isn't spicy! It's all... cheesy, and... beany..."
Somehow the conversation went to alligators.
"Alligators? Yeah, they bite! I mean, it starts with 'A,' like 'Angry,' you know?"
And when he was asked about his summer plans, "Teach yoyo lessons, go to summer classes..."
"Why do you have to go to summer classes?"
"Well, see, I failed all my classes during the school year... yeah, no, just kidding!"
The only bad thing was I got to my dance class party and hour and a half late. It was fun, though, the kid had this humongous stone-edged, leveled, landscaped pool with a whole outdoor kitchen/grill area with a TV. It was fun. :)
