Saturday, February 05, 2005

Mommy's Funny Medicine

First, a shout out to the anonymous librarian who made it a point to tell me that libraries actually like it when they make money from your late fines. It inspired me to go and return my books with my head held high.
After paying 13.85 in late fees, I picked up The Bellmaker, a book out of the Redwall series that my boy Humphrey said I just had to read. Apparently about a warrior mouse and his talking forrest animal friends.
Yeah, thats what i was thinking too.
Aparently they are [quote] SO AMAZING!! [end-of-quote]
So not only did I have to check out a book with a cartoon mouse fully equipped with medival weaponry on the cover, but I had to go into the childrens section to get it.
I stumbled upon two very interesting books...if you're a pothead parent, and you're sick and tired of your school-age kids judging you, there are now storybooks you can buy that will teach the little buggers to mind their own beeswax and ignore the funny-smelling cloud hovering above your living room/porch/crack den? It's true!
This strikes me as a rather interesting publishing phenomenon... if one can call two books a "phenomenon".
The first is called Its Just a Plant, and it's about a girl named Jackie who catches her parents smoking a joint. Rather than ream them out for smoking in the house (come on, dude, that's just plain rude), Jackie asks for an explanation.
The next day, she and her mom dress up in their favourite Burning Man costumes (I'm exaggerating, but only slightly) and head out on their bikes for a magical mystery tour. First, they visit Farmer Bob, who explains how he grows marijuana (and presumably also explains how he doesn't let the Hell's Angels get involved in the distribution process), and then they head over to Dr. Eden's office, who explains why pot isn't harmful to grown-ups (with the requisite warning that Jackie shouldn't smoke it herself till she's grown up, but without warning her that pot may make her annoying to her friends).
The second, Mommy's Funny Medicine, takes the safer pro-medicinal marijuana stance. It's about a girl named Heather (the same one who has 2 mommies?) whose mother seems to be sick with some unnamed ailment, for which her regular medicine has stopped working. You can't really look for fault in the subject matter, because what kind of heartless human being likes to see people suffer?


Homer: "To alcohol! The cause of- and solution to- all of life's problems"

Thursday, February 03, 2005

while it might have appeared to a casual third-party observer that i was simply shoving reese’s cups in my piehole, i’ll have you know that it was actually done in the name of science.

i can now, officially, without question, unequivocally state the following:

the little tiny reese’s cups just don’t taste as good as the big ones.

...nor do they taste anywhere close to as good as the reese’s peanut butter eggs.

why?

no idea.more research is clearly warranted.