I was at a park in Arizona, watching Ez play and suddenly, there was The Batman! Well, at least it was some kid in Batman PJs, trying to cram his ass into the infant swing's high-wasted seat. It didn't work out, so he climbed up the structure Ez was atop.
As we do when we see people in super hero costumes, t-shirts, caps or PJs, Ez said, "Hi, Batman," to the kid. He didn't answer. So Ez said it again. No answer. The kid was standing right next to him. His face was expressionless and it seemed Ez might as well have been speaking Norwegian, cuz Bats didn't get it.
But Ez is not to be deterred by a mute Batman: "Hi, Batman. Hi, Batman. Hi, Batman." Over and over. The dopey Batman finally said, "What?" "Hi, Batman," said Ez.
"What?"
"Hi, Batman."
"What?"
"Hi, Batman."
"What?"
"Hi, Batman."
Finally I said, "He's not going to say Hi back, Ez. I don't think that's Batman. I think that's a poorly-adjusted kid who wouldn't take off his PJs and get dressed. He probably has some modern syndrome or another."
Ez turned around and slid down the bumpy slide.
Tonight - Lucky 13!
AC's in Prague, Czech Republic, taking pictures of girls. He said he'd share them with us.
bye-ee!
whrr ... clik!
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