Insects and Bureaucrats
In celebration of our son's 4th birthday, my wife and I brought him on a long-promised trip to the
New Orleans Insectarium. It's the least we could do for our lad, given his penchant for insects and arachnids (he recently taught me the word: "cephalothorax").
But of course, if it were that simple, it wouldn't be a story worth telling. And like any story, there are villains and heroes.
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5 comments:
This is simply too much! My family will certainly sleep securely tonight.
"I am utterly convinced that irony is God's sense of humor."
Me too! Loved the insect irony.
Glad I read the "benediction" on your blog too, but I'm more creme colored to worry that much.
Thanks
Dear OSC:
I'm wondering about wooden toothpicks that don't trip the metal detector. Those things are dangerous! A toothpick-wielding militia could spell the end of our way of life. And, to top it off, the toothpick industry is utterly unregulated. Scary.
Dear Daniel:
Thank you for writing!
Dear SB:
Ha! Funny stuff. Some things never change...
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