Conversation of the weekend:
I was getting changed Monday to go out to the movies. I changed from my PJ shirt into a rather form-fitting shirt that I always wear under something else or with a jacket over. I hadn't put my jacket on yet when Plato walked into the room.
Plato: Mom? That shirt makes you look reeeaaallly pretty.
Thanks, Plato; that's very sweet of you to say.
Plato: (thinks a bit ) .....Mom? Why do girls wear shirts that show some of their boob-skin?
(trying not to choke)....uhhh, well,....Plato, when girls' breasts start to grow, most shirts will show at least a little of their cleaveage. As long as it's not too much, it's okay...
Plato: Weeellll.....I think it looks very very pretty!
(a long pause as Plato is obviously mulling something else over that he wants to talk about)
Plato: .....um, you know what? I even like it when a girl's shirt shows some of her boob-crack. I think that is super-pretty!
(ACK!!) ...That's very nice of you, Plato, but I wouldn't go around telling strange girls that you like their boob-crack, ok?
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