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Posted November 17, 2001, 11:38 PM Convention Days Two and Three have been full of amazing revelations. For instance, I learned that Al says things and they happen. That is why he is a teacher. That and he didn't have the flippers available when they were hiring the pool boy. Actually, Al tells me that he and Lori share special silly putty instructional lesson plans that stretch to fit any situation. When Al shared this information, I had a thought or so I thought and what I thought was that one cannot blow a fog horn without having a foghorn; however, there need not be fog, only the foghorn. Cats' feet also optional. The fiercer ones tend to be much so while the others are less so. The ones in the trees be careful of, but the swimming ones are the most dangerous. After I revealed this observation, Lori and Al proclaimed me fully prepared to be a member of the NYC Board of Education! Apparently no training or special knowledge is required, and I have just the right sensibility to fit right in. I am so psyched! Kurt Bouman prepares to share the news with Eric. He taps out all the info in his Sony PalmPilot-wannabe and holds it up to my nose to send the signal to the EC Chip. But Eric will not beam. He is resisting the beamer hegemony. Foolishly, I fail to tug my ears before heading off to the restroom. I remember when I finally reach the bathroom, but not soon enough. When I turned the EC Chip back on, the following Americana awaited me: Two paths to the little girls' room emergedMental note: be more careful about the ear-tugging. Create haiku to help. tug an ear one-two I write this haiku on a small strip of vellum and feed it into the serpent's mouth. Ted boasted that slept in a box last night in an attempt to embrace and encompass the homeless experience. Unfortunately, he failed to realized that it was supposed to be a box over in the park behind that bush where the Police don't look, not that used Chicken McNuggets box he dragged up to his hotel room (which, by the way, no one believes he can fit in). Saturday afternoon was the time for the 'Create Your Own Amusing Exhibit Hall Announcement Contest." Here is an exciting sampling:
Must close now. Eric is trying to convince me to go outside with a shower cap waiting for the Leonid Meteor Shower. Eric doesn't seem to understand that I'm not that kind of girl. Showers in public. Really. Must pop the three yellow Reese's Pieces. |
