July 08, 2006 - 10:46 a.m.
I had a delightfully "Firefly" moment on the Fourth of July. We went to a cookout at my Aunt's neighbor's house. At one point, their two youngest kids went swimming, and we were standing in the backyard talking to them and watching them show off for everyone. They had all these toys floating in the pool, including five or six rubber ducks (Ernie would be so proud, although he would say they belong in the bathtub). And Aunt Carole picked up two of the ducks and started juggling them. And even though no one would have had any idea what I was talking about, I wanted so badly to say "Some people juggle geese."
