The torrent of words that come out of Nate’s mouth every day, all day, is a disconnected series of cartoon history, bathroom fixtures and store openings. The last few days there’s been a healthy dose of commentary on his failed bio test.
It doesn’t matter if anyone’s there or not. He’s talking. One of my dashed hopes has been his inability to stop talking to himself. I always thought that by 20 he’d be done with that phase. He’s not. Talking to himself gives Nate some sense of control over his world. He can, and does, talk about whatever he wants, wherever he wants, independent of other people’s needs and apart from social etiquette. I’m guessing on that.
One of the many parts of Nate’s personality that make him so enjoyable to be around is this incessant free styling. The non-stop comments may be politically incorrect, at times downright insulting. He’s picked up some very dastardly lingo from the Internet, which I constantly try to break him of. His teasing is relentless; he can’t (or won’t) stop repeating the same speech.
Once, Nate’s youngest brother Joey created a book about space. He was so proud of this epic work, a detailed and illustrated computer volume on the solar system. He opened the file one day only to find it completely reworked. The words were replaced with “blah blah blahs” and a new picture of the sun eating a rocket was edited in. Nate had struck and Joey was crushed.
That was 6 years ago. Nate still brings it up. Karen might say after school, “Joey how was your day,” and Nate would chime in: “were you said about your space book?” Joey gets pissed off and Nate laughs. It’s still a daily topic.
Other things Nate says are wildly funny, sometimes intentionally, sometimes not. This morning he greeted me as he often does with, “Oh, hello there mister,” as if we’d met only recently. It’s sweet and funny, though a bit confusing.
Last night he walked past me in the kitchen and said “You’re the blood master.” He kept walking, leaving Karen and me laughing. I’m not sure what it means, whether it’s insulting or complimentary. I Googled the term but can’t find it anywhere. Another gem straight from Nate’s always interesting brain.
Can’t wait to hear about his day when he gets home later. Who knows what’s in store?