Mickey Z

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Saturday, February 17, 2007

Cool girls, cold hands, frozen snails, and drooling Vaudevillians

(Storytelling Saturday takes the show on the road)

Once upon a time...

I was on 30th Avenue in Astoria. In front of me, two men and a little girl were strolling at a casual pace. The men, in their late 20s, were deep in conversation. The girl was no more than five, but she had “it.” Cool, confident, smart...you could see it all in a glance. Cool Girl™ looked to her left and then turned to one of the men.

“Dad,” she said, giggling. “The sign on that store said ‘We carry frozen snails’.” Before I had more than a millisecond to appreciate how easily and quickly Cool Girl™ was able to read the sign, her dad turned to her. With comic timing that would make a Vaudevillian drool, he replied:

I bet their hands are cold.

(insert rimshot here)

And dig this: Cool Girl™got the joke...laughing the rest of the way down the block.

The End

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Head’s up: Michele and I are flying out early tomorrow to be with my mom for a few days (including her birthday and an important medical appointment). I plan to be posting and commenting from Texas.

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Buh-bye...