Friday, May 26, 2006

The more fingers, the better

"Son," my mommy used to say to me when I was young, "don't listen to the other kids. They're just jealous that they don't have 12 fingers and toes, too." Her attempts to reassure me would have been more effective if she hadn't always looked like she was going to cry when she said this. "Can they palm a basketball like you?" she'd ask. "Can they pluck all six strings of a guitar at the same time like you? Can they make shadows on the wall of 12-point bucks like you? No, I didn't think so." She always knew how to make me feel better. "Now," she'd say, "put your mittens on, we're about to go out in public."

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