Well, Mateos has achieved a new personal first for him -- his first curse word. Last night, while playing the "I Spy" board game with Luca, myself and my good friend from work, Bernie Emsley, Mateos decried that he wasn't able to find the picture of "this shitty thing" after losing a round. Um. Of course, Bernie and I were not able to totally suppress silly grins. If nothing else, family is always competitive so not to be outdone, Luca fairly shouted out that he had a number of 'shitty pictures' on his cards too. Of course, upon questioning neither had any clue what the word meant but Mateos's face gave away hints that he was pretty sure it was a word he wasn't supposed to be using.
Not sure where that came from. As far as I know, Luciana almost never ever slips. Heck, she never even slips when talking with me. (Well, as long as she is not in the driver's seat.) I am pretty sure that I have not let 'shitty' slip from my lips either; I know I've said 'ass' twice accidentally and to my knowledge he hasn't repeated that. But shitty? Pretty sure that must be from school.
Tuesday, November 20, 2007
Luca's Teleporter
Tramping around Allen and Marcela's home construction site is a boon for future inventor Luca. Staggering up to me with a mishmash of refuse in his arms, Luca asks -- "can I build a teleporter with this?" Well, I wasn't positive how to answer this. After a little reflection I honestly answered that since no one really knows how to build one, sure, why not -- it is possible that two-thirds of a brick, a broken pipe and 10-inches of wire could be the basis of a teleporter.
This confirmation of his insight greatly pleased Luca. The young capitalist then asked "if I invented the teleporter could I sell it for a lot of money?" I am pretty sure he didn't understand all of my overly analytical answer that delved into the wonderfully low production costs associated with the materials and the expected significant demand -- and the probable keen interest of the military and airline industries -- but I did use the word "billions" in their somewhere and he did clearly hear and understand that. This, of course, sealed my fate -- we were forced to bring home two-thirds of a brick, one broken pipe and 10-inches of wire and to store it safely in the garage.
This confirmation of his insight greatly pleased Luca. The young capitalist then asked "if I invented the teleporter could I sell it for a lot of money?" I am pretty sure he didn't understand all of my overly analytical answer that delved into the wonderfully low production costs associated with the materials and the expected significant demand -- and the probable keen interest of the military and airline industries -- but I did use the word "billions" in their somewhere and he did clearly hear and understand that. This, of course, sealed my fate -- we were forced to bring home two-thirds of a brick, one broken pipe and 10-inches of wire and to store it safely in the garage.
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