Thursday, October 28, 2010

in space, no one can hear you judge

HAHA, CROCS YOU GUYS

I drew this picture and I don't know what it means or why it exists. Check out that dog, though. And also the crouton storm. And the turtle hat. Anyway.

I saw a family this morning. They were all so blonde that their hair was almost white. There was a little boy of about twelve begging his mom for silly bands. He was wearing a bright white cowboy hat, a puffy brown vest and crisp blue jeans with one leg tucked into his cowboy boots. Then his brother came around the corner. The brother was in his early teens, had braces and was wearing a nice Disney sweatshirt. "Mommy, look!" he said in an unexpectedly deep voice as he held up a Guinness Book of World Records right under his smiling face. "No honey, put it back" his mom replied. He stuck out his bottom lip, dropped the book down to his waist and walked away like a sad Snoopy. Then the young cowboy began to cry. He cried over the silly bands that remained un-bought.

Home school really doesn't work.