My daughter and I on a road trip:

“So you think I am social?” she asked.

“Yeah. Very social. You are way more social than me… or your brother who come to think of it is very much like me on this level. But yeah. You’re wildly social as far as I am concerned and as far as I can can see.”

“How can you tell that?’

“The phone for one thing. That phone we share. How many numbers do you have on there anyway? Fifty? I bet you have the phone numbers of fifty people and you’re 12 years old. And further you call them and they call you. They are not dead numbers. You use them and you use them all the time.”

“Uh huh.”

“Okay, so how many numbers do I have on there? Let’s see. You have fifty numbers, probably headed for one hundred and I have six or eight.”

“Yep.”

“And how many of those do I actually speak to regularly? Four or five?”

“Yeah.”

“Well there you go. This tells you that you have and want and need a lot of variety. And you can obviously attract it. And all your garage-saling is the same thing? What you doing?”

“Riding my bike around talking to people?”

“Yeah. You’re a Gemini, babe. You are other things too. You have lots of Scorpio for example, but you are still a Gemini… a Gemini Pig like Alexa and you two are always in a social whirl, especially from my perspective.”

“Yeah, I love to garage sale. I guess I need to hit break the addiction…” she said. “Dot org.”

“Breaktheaddiction.org?” I snorted and continued to drive.

To be continued.
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