Everyone has difficulties when they’re a kid. It might be strife at home, difficulty with homework, generational poverty, or chronic illness. I had a different challenge from most of the kids around me. I had a Colossal Cranium.
You see, through grade school, I was tall, I was skinny, and I had a head worthy of Mount Rushmore. I looked like one of those cartoon character balloons that float above the Macy’s Thanksgiving Day Parade. Fill me with helium and I would have fit right in behind Under Dog and Scooby Doo.
Having survived this, I got a kick out of this discovery in one of the Great Stupid Movies: So I Married an Axe Murderer. In this scene, Charlie (Mike Myers) goes home to visit, and his father (Mike Myers) has some brilliant commentary about the immense size of his younger son’s head.
If my father had been mean (and Scottish), this could have been me.
I know what happens to HEED when he grows up, and I’ll tell you about that tomorrow.
