I dropped some dada wisdom on Troy today at lunch. He was picking at my wife’s salad, forking things out and then deciding if the treasure he got was worth giving a try. He seemed to be using the sight test, rather than the taste test, to determine if he’d like the taste of something. When he got to these little chopped up red things, he just slid them to the side. So I told him, “If you want the music inside of you, then you have to eat your beets!”
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