So we're sitting at dinner tonight, chatting, which as you all know now is our favorite family activity. (Read about it here.) It's been a long day, and I've felt every one of my 48 years. Billy mentions that a girl he knows wants to go to Cornell.
Ben: That's where Ruth Bader Ginsburg went. (Ben is Ruth Bader Ginsburg's number one fan. He may be only 14, but he loves her with a bright white light. He is unquestionably the only boy at Fox Valley Junior High with a shirt that says "I Heart Ruth Bader Ginsburg."
Me (sarcastically): I'm sure that's why Billy's friend wants to go there.
Ben: Ann Coulter went there, too.
Billy: Ann Coulter is hot.
Ben: No she's not. She's too conservative to be hot. I think she's a man, anyway.
Billy: I don't care if she's conservative. She's hot.
Ben: She can't be hot, Billy. She's like 48 or something. You can't be hot if you're 48.
A perfect end to a perfect day.
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Wednesday, March 12, 2008
The One Thing Ann Coulter and I Have in Common
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Ruth Bader Ginsburg,
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