My kid is listening to John Coltrane. In his room. As he falls asleep.
He asked for it.
“I want Coltrane, Mommy.”
This is cool, yes. But I think his true request was, “I want coal train.” If he knew the difference, we might be back to “Ahoy there, mates!”
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What a coincidence – as I read this I was just putting the finishing touches on a post referring to the same coal train. Great minds!
That’s a girl, start ’em young!
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