once upon a time
i was an educational assistant
in special education
one day
a delinquent
james deen-esque
downs syndrom
clyptomaniac
stole a very large stapler
he had it in his pocket
i said, not thinking
come on t you have a giant stapler in your pocket
our eyes locked
and then
he
hoofed me in the calf
and i cried
and we were both called into the office
where t was made to apologize
which he did
Monday, November 09, 2009
Saturday, November 07, 2009
Friday, November 06, 2009
Tuesday, November 03, 2009
blue sheep-ish
Friday, October 30, 2009
Wednesday, October 28, 2009
happy halloween

Being short means you can go out trick or treating for Halloween for the rest of your life, I keep trying to convince my Mother who is 87 and 4 foot 11 ( and shrinking) that she could go as an old lady...(the photo is of my Mum going to school for the first time at about age 3, and her beautiful greyhound)
I am thinking of doing the same. At 5 foot 1, I too have been awarded the prize of trick or treating for life!
(I do feel a little sorry for those really really tall 11 year olds that get questioned)
The strangest trick or treaters was a family with a new born (like days old), Mother, Father and Grandmother. All not dressed up. The grandmother held the baby and presented it to me when I opened the door.
The oddest thing I ever got trick or treating was a grapefruit, a guy didn't realize it was halloween and rumaged around his fridge for a while and plopped a grapefruit in my halloween bag.
Happy Haunting.
Trick or Treat.
Happy Happy Candy Eating.
And a Merry Halloween.
Tuesday, October 27, 2009
Earnest Muffins
ALGERNON: Well, I can't eat muffins in an agitated manner. The butter would probably get on my cuffs. One should always eat muffins quite calmly. It is the only way to eat them.
(Oscar Wilde, 'The Importance of Being Earnest' )
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