Friday, April 22, 2005
these fingers are air
I just watched my nine-year old niece go Beyonce and sing four songs in one play. Little kids sat in the cafeteria audience wearing the word "befuddled" on their face and occasionally staring at me like I was the latest cartoon hero on a walking television. Supposedly, before I got there, my niece fell onstage on some slippery stage shit, nawmean? But like all great actresses and football players...she got up, son. Word.
Don't listen to the youth: being an Uncle has its perks.
