August 19, 2010
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Eddy returns.
I haven’t been able to work the past couple of days because of my unfortunate surgery. I tried to work the day after though. I thought I would brave it. It sucked, but the Vicodin helped a whole bunch. The only saving grace in the whole thing was Eddy was back.
He walked in that Monday and I actually put my hands up in clenched fists with excitement and fervor and screamed out, “Eddy is in the building.” He, and his 8 year old self, just blankly looked at me gave a shy wave and went to standing against the wall. I approached him and said,
“Hey Eddy are you ready for soccer camp?”
“I’m going to be a NBA basketball player when I grow up,” was his response.
“So, you don’t like soccer?”
“Where have you been?” He asked this in a way as though I was a guest cameo appearance in the sitcom that is his life. He wasn’t coming to the camp, he was changing scenes and I was a returning character. I felt honored to be honest, maybe there was a chance for Daytime Emmy because Lord knows this show is a hell of a lot better than General Hospital.
Wednesday comes and we’re all on the field starting to stretch. Mind you I wasn’t in Tuesdays episode because of my teeth. So we’re there sitting and stretching our hamstrings there’s a lull in the giggling and chatter between the children and Eddy pipes up,
“Shaun, where weren’t you tomorrow?” He asks.
“You mean, “Where was I yesterday?”
“Yeah.”
Can you believe that!?!? Of course I wasn’t going to be there tomorrow, but I was there yesterday. I told you a lot of his ongoing banter sounds very dumb at first glance, but that Aristotelean! His inadvertent genius is astounding. I WAS there yesterday. I am NOT there today. Therefore, I will NOT be there TOMORROW. So despite the grammatical error any 8 year-old will make Eddy has got existential before we have broke a sweat.
That my friends, is the future of America. Eddy.
