Wednesday, Thursday, Friday and… SCHOOL WILL BE OUT! I’m more excited than the kids.

“I stuck the letter back in the envelope, Scotch-taped it together, and readdressed it to Buddy, without putting on a new stamp. I thought the message was worth a good three cents.

Then I decided I would spend the summer writing a novel. That would fix a lot of people.”

— “The Bell Jar”
Sylvia Plath

Yes, i’m going to spend the summer writing a novel. And not stick my head in the oven.

ttfn,

WM

“Anyway, I keep picturing all these little kids playing some game in this big field of rye and all. Thousands of little kids, and nobody’s around — nobody big, I mean — except me. And I’m standing on the edge of some crazy cliff. What I have to do, I have to catch everybody if they start to go over the cliff — I mean if they’re running and they don’t look where they’re going I have to come out from somewhere and catch them. That’s all I’d do all day. I’d just be the catcher in the rye. I know it; I know it’s crazy, but that’s the only thing I’d really like to be. I know it’s crazy.”

— J.D. Salinger, “Catcher in the Rye”

“Taught from infancy that beauty is woman’s sceptre, the mind shapes itself to the body, and roaming round its gilt cage, only seeks to adorn its prison.”

— Mary Wollstonecraft, reformer and writer (1759-1797)

My tiny, beautiful daughter has taken to saying “I’m fat!” lately. Not just once or twice, but at least four or five times. And those are just the times that her dad or I have heard her mention it.

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“Love is a snowmobile racing across the tundra, which suddenly flips over, pinning you underneath. At night the ice weasels come.”

— Matt Groening, “Love is Hell”

“I loathe people who keep dogs. They are cowards who haven’t got the guts to bite people themselves.”
— August Strindberg

All these warm, sunny days make me think of being 12 years old, cool and happy watching television for hours in our dark, cocoon-like basement. No exercise, no running around sweating at the park, just Froot Loops and the tube. We’d watch my sister’s favorite, Speed Racer, then Gilligan’s Island, the Brady Bunch was next, I think, followed by Star Trek, then Emergency…

Ah… Johnny Gage, you fox you. But Star Trek, that was the best. The comforting theme music, the Troglodytes, the Tribbles. The sexy girls, the fake rocks, the fights.

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Star Trek quote of the day:

“There’s a way out of any cage.”
— Captain Christopher Pike, “The Menagerie” (“The Cage”),
stardate unknown.

Not if you’re at the zoo on a field trip with 40 kids and EIGHT THOUSAND OTHER PEOPLE and it’s NINETY G.D. DEGREES.

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Have you gotten that chain e that’s been going around the last few years? It’s usually headed “And we Lived to Tell About It.” (WM has received five copies, and counting. Honest to God, if I wanted to hear a granny rant, I’d pick up the phone and call her.) The e is all about “our parents used lead paint in the nursery, and we lived,” “We got to play outside for hours — and were fine…” etc. and ends with “…kinda makes you run through the house with scissors, doesn’t it?”

No, it doesn’t, and here’s why:

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“When you wake up in the morning, Pooh,” said Piglet at last, “what’s the first thing you say to yourself?”

“What’s for breakfast?” said Pooh. “What do you say, Piglet?”

“I say, I wonder what’s going to happen exciting today?” said Piglet.

Pooh nodded thoughtfully. “It’s the same thing,” he said.