Kid and I have this running convo where i call him a dork, geek,
monkey child, or some other good natured teasing thing and he responds
with some version of ‘well i got it from you so you are the real dork,
geek, queen of all monkeydom’. I usually respond with ‘oh no dude, all
the dna you got from me is the cool dna, the other 50 percent is pure
howler monkey’. The other day i tried to prove this by pointing out
the things that are different about us. ‘you are way sweeter than i am
kiddo’ to which the kid replied ‘ that doesn’t prove anything. you
might be as sweet as me if you’d had a different life. that’s nurture,
not nature’. this folks, is what i get for teaching the kid biological
anthropology for science last year, and for having the sweetest old
world monkey* boy on the planet.
*true fact, we have old world monkey noses because our nostrils are
paralell to the ground. new world monkeys have forward facing
nostrills. And then there’s lemurs. i don’t know where their nostrills
point, but they are cute

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The trouble with being poor is that it takes up all of your time.
Willem de Kooning