Monthly Archives: January 2009

Master of the house, keeper of the zoo

I think that, possibly, it makes me a little bit sad that, after the boy puts on a Santa hat and says, “Who am I? Who am I? WHO AM I?” and I belt out, operatically, “I’M JEAN VALJEEEEAAAAAAAAAN!” (complete with hand motions), neither the boy nor his father so much as blink. Sad? Or [...]