Science Fiction Saint

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So much joy contained in this drawing – it makes me think that a) I am doing my job really well and this little girl artist thinks the world is a really great place or b)I am doing my job very poorly because this little girl artist really has no idea what’s really in store for her…
Shortly after each of my kids were born I had terrible rushes of anxiety over what I had brought these little creatures into. Go here if you would like some elucidation on this matter (don’t overlook the archives!). Or perhaps you can get your kid to draw a picture of an ostrich with its head in the sand which is how I feel most days living in the wildly tame north west.

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Posted By: NJ Cullen

The boys are in the basement. Video games. Claire is singing “my mom’s almost 50 years old/ and that means she’s really old”. But I’ve got years to go. 6 to be exact. One minute it’s spring, the next it’s not. I can’t knit fast enough, I can’t cry hard enough, I eat without pause. I feel better than I have in years. I should tell the boys to lay off the square box but am enjoying their distance.
Claire is waiting waiting waiting for Etienne’s return from her day trip to Banff with her man Chris, who must return to Ottawa soon. Will I finish the ribby shell in time for Thursday’s launch?
The poem is in the brain not on the page.
Chris thinks we should have cartoon sound effects to express our moods: mine is waa waaa waahhh(not the crying kind but the ironic nasal echo sound kind)
too much sugar. sore throat.
Holy fuck, I’m almost 50 years old and that means I’m really old

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Luke’s carefully drawn self portrait:

He really looks like this. Well, his nose is bit smaller (but given his genetic predisposition I’d say not for long)

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I’ve never owned a coat of many colours.(okay, maybe I did in the 80s) I don’t wear hats and I rarely wink at people however this is the portrait that my daughter drew of me.

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Is this what comes from living in Rob Anders’ riding for too many years? Surely Dagny Taggart had at least one redeeming quality? I think I recall she had a good sense of fashion. Or she was pretty. Wasn’t she sexually liberated? In my own defense I can say I did hit the choice that a “bitch” wrote me….
But I meant bitch in a good way, you know, Rickie Lee Jones (talked about after producing her own album) as opposed to Leona Helmsley

take the WHAT BAD BOOK ARE YOU test.


and go to mewing.net. not as good as reading a good book, but way better than a bad one.

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