tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1882668766726269265.post5246388924639069020..comments2023-05-12T08:10:24.499-05:00Comments on A Terminal Case of Whimsy: Mid-Western Housewife Feels Cool When Twenty-Something Friend Claims She's the Coolest Forty-Year-Old She KnowsJoanna K. Danehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13718495212868644804noreply@blogger.comBlogger1125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1882668766726269265.post-38324174691045570512013-10-17T13:55:44.929-05:002013-10-17T13:55:44.929-05:00Emma's eye looked toward the floor. She had h...Emma's eye looked toward the floor. She had hoped for better when she made the off-hand remark about cool. Like, you are cool because you are so uninhibited or because your slender body catches every eye or...well, she could go on, she will go on as she hikes over the the cafe to catch up with some real people, not these elderly ingrates, a phrase she immediately likes and will turn into a lyric later in the evening. Grandpa J. -- not yet cool after all these years.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.com