"BACK IN THE DAY WHICH WAS A WENDNESDAY"--DANE COOK

SAYING GOOD-BYE TO MAX


This week aliencg at Swamp Gas & Moonlit Reflections - is doing an 80s thing on his blog. I thought I would jump on his bandwagon and add my 80s favorite... Max, who is moving out today. I'll be driving him away and leaving him in the town to the left.

The photo above is of Max with his nephew, Mikey taken two years ago this month. Both boys have certainly changed. Max has lost any trace of baby fat and Mikey has gained it! ha.
As you can see, we are a baby loving family.


Max was born very quickly in 1987... I'm not kidding, 45 minutes of labor to delivery. When my sister, Cinderella looked at Max she said "My goodness he's sturdy!" Indeed. A muscular baby... who knew they existed?

Hairy too. He looked like some wolf child... hairy shoulders, a line of hair that ran from those hairy shoulders down his back and into his butt crack... dark black fur. My little Lycan. He also had a silver streak down the side of his furry head. It's still there in that thatch of curly hair.


At age three he asked me... if we walked on the ceiling... how can we reach the door knob? Until this time it never occurred to me that the door knob is farther from the ceiling than it is from the floor. Max figured that right out. He's still like that, noticing things that the rest of us might miss.



Now an old man of 21, he's moving out. Time to say good-bye to the child. His friends all live in the town to the left. Now he will too. Bear and B-wreck are both there. My children are exceptionally close. They all talk all the time on their cells, on line, in game mode, etc. I am happy for Max, its Squeaky that I feel sorry for... he's stuck with only mom. Yikes. Poor soul.

Because it is 80s week we are doing... Here are the 80s things that have something to do with Max.

First, where Max got his name: Mad Max the movie.

mad max 2 opening start first scene

mad max 2 opening start first scene.

Max Headroom Art Of Noise Paranoimia
3 min 19 sec

Max Headroom, the TV series. Very cool beans.

And Maxfield Parrish, the artist.

And this is the song we sang to him as a baby:

"Maxwell's Silver Hammer"

It's a wonder he didn't become demented.
His dad gave him a silver hammer when he was 4.

Max and I are still very close. He is the guy who takes me to movies or to a concert. If I have to run errands, he rides along to keep me company. We have marvelous conversations about anything you can imagine. He can talk classic movies, books, politics or just listen. He is gentle, protective, funny and very strong.... but you have to be in my family. Good qualities in a man.


I don't worry about seeing Max. Even when he's away, he calls and checks in. They all do. I don't know how I managed that.
I am only a little bit sad about it. Mostly I am happy for Max. He has already assured me that we will be going back the the Crystal Ballroom to see K.M.R.I.A. for their Christmas gig... they're a Pogues cover band. So things like that are not going to change a whole lot yet. A steady girl may change that quickly.
But I'm okay with that too.


The best part... I get Max's room. Yeah... no more sleeping in the living room. A room of my own again. See me smile!

Thank you to Michael at Innocents and Accidents, Hints and Allegations for the Dane Cook quote. :-)