Colored People

I learned a couple of things today. A. I need to stop checking my work email when I do not plan on working. B. If you take Mr. Rogers + the Beastie Boys, you get a group called Imagination Movers. They have a song about putting on sunblock. I wish my mother had played that song for me when I was young, because I would have remembered to put sunblock on my feet. Now I have these strangely browned feet while my legs are of a normal tan color. I got a lot of melanin this summer. So much so that little Tim kept rubbing my arms at lunch today and asking his mom why my arms were so dark. (He may also have used my hands to wipe his nose when we were walking together. But he's just too darn cute for anyone to do anything about it.) Between the dermatologist and Tim, my epidermis is having a great month.