Zombies are cool. I'm not entirely sure why I'm so fond of zombies. Obviously the Romero films had a big impact on me, particularly 1978's Dawn of the Dead. I have gone into a rant on the sociological significance of the zombie film as an analogy for our suburban lifestyle in a previous post (08.30.05) if you want to get all analytical about it. Suffice it to say the mall zombie film arrived when I myself was living the life of a mall zombie. It tore apart the very environment that formed the basis of my society in those days, and asked the question "are you really safe in the record store?"
George Stroumboulopoulos told me that I am a cool mom. I was a little disturbed by this at first, because it brought to mind that idiotic woman in the US who was brought to trial for having sex with her son's teenaged friends because she wanted to be thought of as a "cool mom". What kind of pathetic loser do you need to be to crave that kind of acceptance? I'm pretty sure that's not what George meant, particularly as we had just met and he had no way of knowing whether I have sex with teenagers. At least I don't think I said anything to give him that impression.
George is definitely cool.
Eva is the coolest kid I know. I'm not just saying that because I'm her mother. She really is. She is smart and sassy and talented and wicked funny and completely unique. She walks her own path and will forge her own glorious future. And she knows more about music and music history than anybody I know.