My Nephew J___… well, let’s call him HockeyBoy, because anyone who lives with us for 6 weeks deserves a full fledged nickname in my journal, is staying with us for 6 weeks. He’s about halfway through his tenure while he is slave labor interns for Georgia Shakespeare.

HockeyBoy is largely reputed to be a typical slacker teenage, and he is more or less about what I was at that age, which I assumed included being oblivious to current events.

Yesterday afternoon, we were talking about the smallish sinkhole that has opened up on the street in front of our house.

HB: It’s not as bad as that sinkhole in Guatemala a couple months ago. Did you see that?

Me: No, I don’t think I did.

HB: You didn’t? (pulls a picture up on his laptop). How could you not have heard about this?

Me: Uh… I don’t know. Maybe I didn’t check the news that day?

HB: Seriously? This was big news. I can’t believe you missed it. Don’t you read CNN.com or anything like that?

Me: Well, sure, uh, sometimes. I listen to NPR some mornings.

HB: Geez. That’s weak.

Me: So… you read cnn.com regularly?

HB: Nah. I had to do a current events report.