Stupid Parent Tricks

When one of the bears was in elementary school, I took it on myself to try to force her to drink milk. The other two drank milk. I drank milk. I even allowed them lousy cardboard sugar coated cereal so they could pour milk over it. She didn't like it. So I choose my battleground as a late sleep-in Saturday morning  Poured her a glass (a small glass) and asked her to drink it. Then I told her to drink it. Then I told her she had to sit there until she drank it. Then I recalled why I never did this. I hated it when my mother made us sit at the table until we finished something on our plate that we didn't like. -as the horrid food is getting colder and yuckier because you won't touch it and it makes you gag. I realized the error of my ways and scooped ice cream into the milk to see if that would help the situation. She nibbled at the ice cream floating there like a dead soldier in the river. Finally we gave up. She doesn't drink milk to this day.

Word Pictures #1

We were camping down south - on the way to Camp Pendleton - at a first come first serve state park because the camping guru for the Boy Scout Troop hadn't made arrangements for that month. So there was this long nature trail up into the hills about the campgrounds. We went up for a long hike and then started down. The boy bear was along with his arm in a cast. He had broken it doing tricks on his razor scooter, on the eve of being chosen for the park basketball all-star team. He and the rest of the guys are heading down the hill ahead of us and the guys started to run. He's about a quarter mile ahead of me, running down the hill, waving his cast in the air. I scream at him to "Stop!" and he did.

The Current Writer's Group

So for Sunday, we have:
Laura's "Stranger Things"
E. J.'s _The_Journey_ , Chapters Seventeen & Eighteen, and _The_Good_Earth_Village_, Chapter One
Rosaliene's Chapter Sixteen
Takiko's Chapter Two
Barry's "A Puzzle at the Pub"
Shelley's "Salmon Steaks"

Daniel B.'s Chapters Thirteen and Fourteen

Not to mention my stuff, which I've not even submitted because I wasn't going to be at the meeting. 

This amounts to about 100 pages to read between now and Sunday. Some of the folks are just writing endlessly without any interest in honing their craft. Some think they are brilliant (like me) and no one can tell them anything. Takiko says she's really not rewritten this chapter very much. I think I'm tired. And I don't feel like I'm getting much out of the group and I feel like only one or two of them hear me when I talk about their stuff. I'm about ready to start putting together the scenes for the new novel. Do I really want to spend my spare time reading the beginners' stuff? What are the alternatives?

Well, I didn't get his autograph.

A great Saturday Morning in Long Beach- I will write more here later,,,,

Paul Tonight at McCabe's

Gonna see if I can get the front piece of my novel signed by him.

 

He's got two copies of the book signed by me

And he didn't even charge me.

Me on Banjo, though you can't see me

I'm behind the helmet and the music stand, but you hear mostly me

The last song from Rhubarb Meringue Pie on the 20th