The Frat Pack Goes to Never Never Land

Thanks to JTV regular, mynick for help with this blog title.

Children in Udaipur Market
Children in Udaipur, India’

Finding Never Never Land

I noted in chat tonight that Justin and the frat pack had Peter Pan syndrome — they simply don’t want to do anything that would make them operate as or appear to be adults. I took a break from JTV world for a while today and when I came back, he was up and about, well not really up and about, he was sitting in laptop position. He decided he needed sustinance so placed an order to his favorite Mexican food joint and came back with something for himself and Brian, errr Idigo, er savant, I mean spy. Shoot! Which is it? We watched as IndigoBrian (I choose to alter his name at any time since this is my blog) looked long and hard at his burrito and although we didn’t see him eating it, we know that he told Justin it tasted good because Justin put on his proud papa voice and said he was happy that Brian liked it. Then we were treated to Justin eating, up close and personal. Hearing him chew I knew he was adding to his childish “slobability” by chompinpg with his mouth open. Ick! Kids, I swear.

The next thing he moves on to is the post-it note meeting. What I want to know is, who runs the damn meeting? And WHY is it called a meeting? It’s really just a daily brain-storming meeting. Whenever anyone is asked if a post-it task is complete, the answer is, “Not yet, I’m working on it though.” Whew! That’s good, I’d hate for a post-it to be wasted up there for no good reason for the past few weeks.

I left to go make myself some dinner — butter chicken and rice pilau — yum! Living in India isn’t all angst and suffering after all!

Discussing Business With Viewers in Clear Ear/Eye Shot

But I digress. When I came back, Justin and Michael were perched in office mode discussing a document Justin took to the bathroom a little while earlier. They were discussing what sounded like a purchase offer which would be made in stock rather than cash and they were discussing the details of how the deal would work — based on company valuation, discounts on the valuation, etc. It was as though they were kids in a candy store. They seemed to have dollar signs in their eyes.

At one point Justin said something to the effect of, “we don’t know what the value is — we can just make something up and if they ask why that is the number, we can say the company is worth xx because we know it’s going to be good.” Yeah, I’d like to invest my money in a guesstimate — something pulled right out of the sky. It reminded me of a time when my sister and I set up a lemonade stand with no plan at all about how we would get any customers. We lived on a cul de sac with absolutely no traffic, but we were sure that since it was a hot day we were going to rake in the money since people would be so thirsty. All kids do this at some point. It’s the stuff kids are made of — Pie in the sky dreams. Something right out of Peter Pan, or perhaps Mary Poppins. Running a business on a pie in the sky dream is a recipe for disaster, although I suppose stranger things have happened.

Working and “Awesome Date Interruptions”

Justin and Michael were working the gray matter hard. Smoke was coming out of their ears. And that’s when “Awesome Date” Christa called. Justin picked it up, obviously irritated that some adult was calling to interrupt his thinking time. He was already 30 minutes late for his date and he didn’t even pull the — “I’m running on Justin time” bit. He just said that he was so busy all day — working and asked if she wanted to “get together later?” Odd for someone he was scheduled to have an “awesome date” with. She pressed the issue and he seemed to get more agitated and he gave her the responsiblity to find something for them to do. She is supposedly the one in from out of town, but ok. Kids like it when adults plan for them. She must have asked if he wanted to meet for dinner, because his reply was that he wasn’t hungry, but might be in a couple of hours.

The long and the short of their conversation — he would call her later. She wanted to set up a time and he brusquely told her that putting a time on it would just make him that much later. Is this kid living on the same planet as me? Does he think it’s normal to say stuff like that to the night’s date?

Swing

Swinging like Peter Pan in Mexico

In the meantime, I grabbed these lyrics from the lyricsandsongs.com website so that you can all sing along. I’m not sure there is a song that applies to Justin and the frat pack any more perfectly than these. If you find something, please let me know!

PETER PAN:
Are you ready for today’s lesson?

ALL:
Yes, Peter!

PETER PAN:
Listen to your teacher. Repeat after me:
I won’t grow up,
(I won’t grow up)
I don’t want to go to school.
(I don’t want to go to school)
Just to learn to be a parrot,
(Just to learn to be a parrot)
And recite a silly rule.
(And recite a silly rule)
If growing up means
It would be beneath my dignity to climb a tree,
I’ll never grow up, never grow up, never grow up
Not me!
Not I,
Not me!
Not me!
I won’t grow up,
(I won’t grow up)
I don’t want to wear a tie.
(I don’t want to wear a tie)
And a serious expression
(And a serious expression)
In the middle of July.
(In the middle of July)
And if it means I must prepare
To shoulder burdens with a worried air,

I’ll never grow up, never grow up, never grow up
Not me,
Not I,
Not me!
So there!
Never gonna be a man,
I won’t!
Like to see somebody try
And make me.
Anyone who wants to try
And make me turn into a man,
Catch me if you can.
I won’t grow up.
Not a penny will I pinch.
I will never grow a mustache,
Or a fraction of an inch.
‘Cause growing up is awfuller
Than all the awful things that ever were.
I’ll never grow up, never grow up, never grow up,
No sir,
Not I,
Not me,
So there!

I won’t grow up!
(I won’t grow up)
I will never even try
(I will never even try)
I will do what Peter tells me
(I will do what Peter tells me)
And I’ll never ask him why
(And I’ll never ask him why)

We won’t grow up!
(We won’t grow up)
We will never grow a day
(We will never grow a day)
And if someone tries to make it
(And if someone tries to make it)
We will simply run away
(We will simply run away)

I won’t grow up!
(I won’t grow up)
No, I promise that I won’t
(No, I promise that I won’t)
I will stay a boy forever
(I will stay a boy forever)
And be banished if I don’t!
(And be banished if I don’t)

And Never Land will always be
The home of beauty and joy
And neverty
I’ll never grow up, never grow up, never grow up
Not me!
Not me!
Not me!
Not me!
No sir!
Not me!

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