Thursday, May 26, 2011

Some People

My son, who was busily schooling me on the art of meditation...

[learned where?]

...said,

...some people sit like this [cross legged] and some people sit like this [lotus] and some people hold their thumb & finger in a circle like this and some people...
On and on went the 'some people's, so I said,
Some people call me a space cowboy. Some call me the gangster of love. Some people call me Maurice.
My son rolled his eyes.

I blame Grandma Seattle for playing The Steve Miller Band so much when I was a child.