Me: This sign says you’re having a Halloween party next week.

Rooby: We have to dress up!

Me: What will you dress up as?

Rooby: A panther!

Me: Wow! A panther?

Rooby: Yes. You know why? [making fierce panther face with claws] Because panthers love to eat meat and they want to eat meat that’s in US!

Me: Yes, I guess they do.



Rooby: You know what would be a good name for a bug?

Me: What?

Rooby: Amindier Panindier. 

Me: Amindier Panindier?

Rooby: Yes. Or Polander Allender. Pollanderiererer…er. 

But what about. 

D: The Wentworth stairs are closed all summer. 

Me: Oh no? Why?

D: Major repair work. There have been those rock slides. 

Rooby: What’s a rock slide?

Me: When big rocks fall down the side of the escarpment. 



Brunching with Rooby near Columbia at the end of a long weekend in New York. 

Rooby: Did you grow up here?

Me: No, I just went to college here. 

Rooby: You came here to know what your job is?

Me: Well, I came here to learn things, and also decide what kind of work I wanted to do, yes. 

Rooby: And you decided you want to work in a university?

Me: Yes, exactly. 

Rooby: Because universities are very serious places?


Me, waking up to find that the “hay fever” attack last night was actually the onset of a vicious head cold: Ugggggh

Rooby: Are you ready to go downstairs?

Me: No, I’m staying in bed. I’m sick. 

Rooby: Are you going to die?

Me: Not from this. 

Rooby: Hmm. 


Rooby: Do you want to learn to speak Hum?

Me: Yes. 

Rooby: Then repeat after me: Hmm! Hmm! Hmm! Hmm!

Me: Hmm! Hmm! Hmm! Hmm!

Rooby: Good. Do you want to know what that means in English?

Me: Yes. 

Rooby: Squirt! Squirt! Squirt! Squirt!