when i was in idaho this weekend, i got to see my niece, elle, perform with her dance class. after i enjoyed a special rendition of rudolph the red nosed reindeer, the class had a special visitor. children stood up, eyes wide, jaws on the floor, for ol' saint nick had come to visit the class (actually the instructor's husband with a cheap suit and pillow stuffing). it was like a majestic train wreck. and i couldn't help but remark that santa claus's entrance into a room must be akin to that of brad pitt's or the beatles' to adults. i mean, seriously, every single one of these kids could not take their eyes off of this jolly impostor. it would be like johnny depp walking into the local PTA meeting.
man, i need to join the PTA just in case.