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Confessions of a Lazy Man
I've finally gotten my new printer/scanner hooked up (check out my six year old son Ian's abstract art-- he could give Marla Olmstead a run for her money) but that wasn't the only package from Amazon that I received that day-- there was another one, a smaller one, and I figured it contained a book or two, but I didn't get around to opening it for a few days and when I did, I found two books inside, neither of which I ordered: An Eyewitness Guide to Spain and a history of Shea Stadium . . . so I looked at the outside of the package, and it wasn't addressed to me, it belonged to the house several doors down, and so I put the package on top of the scanner, informed my wife of this, and went on with my life . . . two weeks later my wife noticed that I never returned the package to the rightful owners and she chastised me (and I didn't tell her what I was thinking: I figured you would return it . . . smart move on my part) and she told me I needed to walk it over to the neighbors immediately, so I took the dog for protection-- because I figured this was going to be embarassing, since I had opened the package and then neglected to return it to them in a timely fashion, and I was hoping Sirius would drag me to safety if things got to awkward (or at least dispel the awkwardness with his powers of cuteness) but luckily no one was home . . . which means they were probably wandering through Spain without a guidebook.
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4 comments:
That's a cool drawing. I assume all the talent in your children's gene pool came from your wife.
Actually, Dave was always pretty good at drawing cartoon characters. His Psych class doodles would keep us fairly entertained.
Ian is an amazing talent, I've seen a bit of his stuff and it's way, way better than anything I can do. This one is dark, though . . . better hang onto that one for the adolescent psychologist to have a gander at 10 years from now.
ian is a weird little dude. this morning he was reading "the epic of gilgamesh." he's also been drawing a series of "eyeballs" . . . these are giant eyeballs with legs and arms-- but each one has a nationality-- there's a mexican eyeball with maracas and a sombrero and a french one with a beret and a crazy mustache. i will post them-- now that i have a scanner i have to use it.
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