Natural Disaster

Hey, I started to play guitar again.

Hugo even asks me too : I have trained him well.

A good reason to procreate, for certain : manufacturing fans.

I mean FAN. As in singular.

Today has been odd : Natural Disaster Pants.

Um, Kelowna is all smoky and firy and burney and stuff.

Dangit.

We are the Emergency Prepared Family : we are prepared for H1N1, fire, earthquake, and the tedious torture of the movie version of Anne Michael's sad novel.

Um, I might need to flee Kelowna. With my child. And my husband.

And my computer.

Le sigh.

Natural Disasters.

blame the penguins

For those suffering MJ sorrow,

for those suffering parental guilt and grief,

for those wondering whether it is worth $420 annually to cover up grey hair,

for those cursing institutionalized family structures,

for those wishing they weren't so mushy about the Wilco album,

for those who love kittens but hate cats,

for those who drop apples moist side down,

for those swallowed a cherry pit yesterday,

I advise this blog:

http://www.fupenguin.com/

xoxo

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