You know you're a success in this world when you have your own clothing line.

Bucky, my enterprising 14 year old son, announced this evening that he'd like to create his own clothing line.

At first I imagined a store full of solid coloured hoodies with metal zippers instead of plastic, and T shirts with smart-assy slogans on them, and jeans.  Maybe a few hats with flames on them.  You know, the Bucky Uniform.

But no.

He carefully spelled out for me the name of his new clothing line.

D Ü S H

Yep, sound it out.

Well, I had to ask.

Will you be making a selection of, say, knapsacks and satchels?

Yes. And handbags.

Only they won't be called handbags.  They'll be known as... geddit?

Why am I so proud of this kid?  Yes people, this is what a few years in the Gifted Program will do!

Figures.  We're such a creative bunch around here.  Jethro thinks he should do clothes called GRABBY.  They'd be women's clothes with extra wide sleeves and pantlegs, allowing big mansized hands easier access. I countered by instantly creating a clothing concept called EVADE.  

But I think for sheer wittiness and goofy cleverness... BUCKY WINS.

See ya at the mall, kid.