Hubris

Someone Else, who at first pretended indifference over Rian's tattoo, has suddenly taken to showing it off. Especially around the Old Boys, yes?

This can be a trifle inconvenient. If a ttch amusing.

"Sweetheart!" Cries Someone Else, in the middle of the Third Inning, whilst Rian is busy finishing Aidan's icecream and discussing Angelina Jolie with a beautiful creature. "Show them what you did!"

"WHICH what I did?" Rian queries, bland, knowing full well what is ahead.

"A mid-midlife crises!" Someone Else explains, while Rian, ever obidient and dignified, poses properly by the popcorn bowl and allows him his fun.

"Yes." Rian drawls. "Next I shall need that green jag. And Katie Holmes in the Bahamas."

There is a proper space of silence as Rian unveils the mid-midlife crises. Followed by oohs and aaahs. Various degrees of disbelief, avidity, envy and disgust.

"So," says Brady - a proper, gentle and humorous young Mormon - to Someone Else. "Does it get you HOT?"

"Pffft, Brady." Rian replies, looking the sweet fellow in the eye. "It gets ME hot, and that is what matters."

He blushed, poor child. But he should have known better.

And Someone Else needs to get his own tattoo.