Monday, June 04, 2007

Meanwhile, back at the ranch...


Dude dude dude....

and dude...

This is all I've heard for the past 24 hours. Nonstop...throughout all the hours of darkest night and the early morning and echoing through my head even as I type.

Yep, I allowed my 13 year old son to have a sleep over. They did not sleep at any point. They duded all night long.

In between every dude was placed a high screechy pre voice change giggle. We let them watch Beavis and Butthead. We did not let them watch Borat. Dude, denied! Heh heh heh, dude, he said dude.

After two hours of dude-ing through computer games this morning, my son's friend has gone home. Dude, it's naptime.


Don't forget your Kenny story, Dude.


  1. Kenny. How did you KNOW it's Kenny?? He was in my second grade class in Devenpot, LA and I thought I'd never see him again! Amazing that you found his picture. His name is Kenny Gale and he is a Little Person. As in dwarf. The most amazing thing about him was his ability to make friends. No one (NO ONE) made fun of him. Ever. When I think back on it, that's amazing. I don't think he'd experience that nowadays. His Mom was normal-size and I don't remember his Dad. He was an only-child and had a laugh that was hilarious! He sounded like a little chipmunk or squirrel sounds when they are scoulding you. We all loved his laugh and tried to make him laugh by doing really stupid stuff. He loved the Three Stooges, Rin-Tin-Tin and Mickey Mouse. I've often wondered about him. Thank you SO MUCH for publishing his picture. Brings back soooo many memories. Happy ones, and that's always a good thing! Sharon B.

  2. I think anonymous Sharon B. must be mistaken as the photo is obviously of Kenny Firehair. He is a local American Indian from an undiscovered tribe living in the wilderness area of the North Cascade mountain range. He and his family only come downriver to town occasionally. On one of those trips this photo must have been taken, probably by one of those machines you sit in at the mall. The photos must have gotten to your area when the family went to the SW for a Pow Wow. Probably just this past winter as Kenny isn't much older than 6 or 7 now.

    By the way, I doubt Pat would let me wear that Lady Godiva wig. She didn't even want me to wear my Cat In The Hat hat & bow tie when we went to the theater last winter to see the musical play, "Susical." I think Lady Godiva would be out of the question. Now maybe one of the Marx brothers.....

  3. Dude! The freaking wireless at PCMC wouldn't let me on your site, so I been keepin' up via Bloglines but unable to comment.

    Let me tell you a bit about Kenny... his name is not Kenny, it WAS Eric. He signed up for the Marine Corps straight out of High School, and re-upped twice. Comically, he legally changed the spelling of his name to Arek, a surprisingly fruity thing for a jarhead to do. After seven years in the Corps, he got religion and went an LDS Mission. Soon after finishing his mission he married one of the returned Sister Missionaries that he had met while serving. He is now a lawyer for a big firm in SLC. He's also pretty good at telling a tale for entertainment purposes.

  4. oops... that was actually me...


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