Among all the celebrated firsts, Jo’s first licensed character obsession isn’t a milestone I was excited about. But while it would be unthinkable with Disney Princesses or Hannah Montana, Hello Kitty has grown on me. Something about her inscrutability and projectability. And thus for Halloween I was convinced to carve her likeness in pumpkin.
Johanna (Urban Cowgirl) and Rey (Robot Superhero) hit up both sides of 44th Avenue on Halloween, taking turns knocking. All grade-A candy, handed out in twos (it’s a low-traffic trick-or-treat street). It was a good run, though Johanna not only forgot to say thank you most times, she frequently coughed in the candy bowl. Horrors!
Glancing at television, I sometimes have to remind myself it’s being broadcast from this planet.
Speaking of things that give you pause, WordPress serves up all kinds of info about how visitors found your blog, and I check it from time to time. Turns out yesterday somebody came to this site by performing the search: “Fucked my cousin’s friends at the family reunion.” My people.