So today was warm and sunny. It was like my life restarted or something. Birds made cute little noises. I wore shorts. People smiled. The breeze tossed my hair. It was great.
I went to tutor small kids in math over at a local elementary school with a friend of mine. On the bus ride there, I leaned on the window and asked him, "So, yo. What do you think about garage doors."
He blanched. "What do I think about them? I don't really think about them."
"Well, think about them now, numbnuts." I won't print what I really called him.
"Uh. They're good I guess. I know my mom got a new one on our house when we renovated it. I liked it a lot because it didn't dent so much when I played basketball in the backyard."
"Awww, you played basketball by yourself?" I happen to know he doesn't have any siblings.
"Pshh, yeah. Shut up. It was sad, okay?"
"Well. Who wins in a game of horse, you or you?"
"I win. And the garage door wins, too."
"Fair enough."
Then I asked some of my tutees what they thought. Their responses were much funnier.
"Them's the things that go whirrrr all up and stuff, right? I like dems," one kid said enthusiastically.
"I like my gramma's house!!" Shrieked another girl.
"I like ice-cream and yo...gurt?" Said a teensy boy.
A slightly bigger boy gave me a highly suspicious look, as if he were dubious of my good intentions. "Why you ask?" He asked. "I didn't break nothin'."
"um," I said. "I didn't say that you did."
"Good," he replied. Then the little girl chimed in
"Good good good! Grage!" She gave me about twety high fives in a row, as if they were the best things that were ever invented.
It was a good day, really.
Get a free, in-home, no obligation quote from a trained garage door specialist who will come to your home and take measurements.





