Random and I go way back. I've loved Random for so long, I stopped noticing how random, Random is, sometimes. But if I find myself unexpectedly smiling, it's often because of Random.
I was giving a library tour to little cub scouts the other night, and they had the opportunity to earn one of their badges by raising and lowering our flag.
The troop leader earnestly asks, "Why are there 13 stripes on the flag?"
And little guy pipes up, "For the 13 countries that were here before Columbus discovered the rest of them."
I can't help but smile because Random has popped his funny head up again, this time with a bit of convoluted non-history. I'd want to talk to that kid all night, seeing as he and Random are probably pretty good friends, too.
Instead, they properly fold the flag. They unfold the flag. They raise it on the pole. They sing a song. And shivering, they all tumble back into the library.
One thing I know and love about Random: his unpredictability is one of his best charms. And he's been charming me my whole life.
So chances are, I'll be smiling this way again soon.