ten stories for helen shaw #3
may 31 1999
When you think about it the economy isn't totally whoring. There's value
there. It's just the advertising makes it _seem_ so cheap. I mean when
you're buying the candy bar, what you're doing is paying a certain amount
of money which you worked for, in exchange for something you would have
had to work even harder to make yourself, I mean to dig up the peanuts, or
whatever the good part is. Usually peanuts. That nougat, whatever it is,
it's only there so you don't feel ripped off. To make the bar look
bigger. Like a cat, when you scare it. Maybe the nougat does puff up
when the candy bar gets scared. But what scares a candy bar? Something
that's going to eat it, naturally. Maybe they're a lot thinner when
people aren't around. Have you ever seen a candy bar when there were no
people around? They're ever vigilant, candy bars. Of course, if you're a
candy bar, making yourself look larger is probably the worst possible
defense mechanism you could have, but none of them have ever really
survived long enough to figure that out.
a ride home
july 21 2000
my parents are picking me up at your house on sunday morning (after the
party party party) to go talk with quaker children about archaeology.
below is the bit of the message dealing with this. it amuses me.
---------- Forwarded message ----------
Date: Fri, 21 Jul 2000 08:16:57 -0400
From: Barry R Hodge
To: CJHodge[at]wjh.harvard.edu
Subject: Sunday, 23 July, 2000.
1. At 8:00 AM on Sunday, 7-23-00, a chariot in the shape of a pumpkin,
drawn by eight snaggletooth rocket cats with raggedy ears, will arrive
outside the door of the Cambridge apartment of S. King, and will whisk
you to glory. Be prepared. Suitable preparation includes helmet and
oxygen supply unit, since the speed of travel will be extreme (rendering
breathing difficult) and the manner of proceeding will be
jerky-to-jerkier, depending on the level of improvement in the teamwork
quotient of the motive power. The leader of the pack will, of course, be
Tom; we have recruited a number of his brothers and sisters who live up
the road, as well. They are not fully trained, and although the speed is
there, and to spare, course and consistency are random.