Sitty

Jenn has my car today because I took hers in for 30,000 mile service. That means that the kids get to experience some different music than normal. As I’m sure you all know, I’m pretty hardcore. At this moment, I’m kicking some, well, ok, I have showtunes in my CD player right now. Jenn and I went to see Rent last Friday at TPAC, and so I had been listening to it lately.

So, this is the scene in the car on the way to day school today:

Angel (Rent): New York City.
Collins (Rent): Uh huh.
Angel (Rent): Center of the universe.
Collins (Rent): Sing it, girl.
Angel (Rent): Times are shitty, but I’m pretty sure they can’t get worse.
Lindy: puzzled expression I don’t know what sitty means.
Jenn: pushes skip button quickly
Oakley: No, Lindy, it’s shitty.
Jenn: Sometimes people use words we just shouldn’t use.

We have no indication of whether Oakley knows what shitty means…