Story: my friend had a mouse infestation. She had cleaned up this mouse mess on her own several times, but the mice had returned. Her apartment management company has been a complete dick about it, blaming her, refusing to do any pest control. I gathered with a couple of do-gooders and we donned tyvec suits […]
Read More December Stories part DeuxHickory dickory dock The mouse ran up the clock The clock struck one The mouse ran down Hickory dickory dock Some people think Hickory dickory dock was a “counting out game,” and you may think you don’t know what that is, but you do. We used eeny, meanie, miney, moe catch a tiger* by the […]
Read More dockRub a dub dub Three men in a tub The butcher, the baker, the candlestick maker Nursery rhymes are important because rhyme is important. Human language developed rhyme (most likely) because it helped us learn to associate one thing with another, to give us a sort of mental jingle to remember. For so many years, […]
Read More dub/tubI remember phrases from childhood travels, not images or events. Glass-bottomed boat. Lion Country Safari. Circus Circus. The musicality of the words meant more to me than the actual experiences. All I remember about the glass-bottomed boat was my incredulousness. How could a boat have a glass bottom? I pictured a little motorboat with a […]
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