Note to Parents
when your kid slams his teeth into his tongue when he falls off a chair, and bites through his tongue, it bleeds. a lot.

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when your kid slams his teeth into his tongue when he falls off a chair, and bites through his tongue, it bleeds. a lot.
“The beefy and bread got stuck in my throat and then went into my tummy and got yucky. Mac-y-roni and corn and chocolate milk will make it all better.”
“A kid at school ate the pretend apple for real. We don’t eat pretend apples for real, right, Mommy?”
Claire: “Mommy, are you on the ceiling?”
Mommy: “No, I’m [...]
On my way to Chicago, I was delayed by two hours. This gave me enough time to read The Last Lecture, by Randy Pausch. I think this is a very naked book, that has no pretense. And it made me think, which is exactly what it was meant to do. I appreciated having the airport [...]
I think this year was good. I attended maybe 2 things a day, wrote every day (my goal), and spent some great time with friends, without overeating (usually a very hard thing to avoid). I went to the Art Institute and saw lots of art, including some great photos by Yousuf Karsh, and Edvard Munch [...]
“Silly Dragon! We don’t eat people’s heads.”
…indeed.
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