Twitter Weekly Updates for 2010-09-12

  • "Mama, are there no poop monsters in the toilet?" "There aren't, Max." "Not even little baby poop monsters in my little toilet?" #SMAtuS #
  • @hillaryjacques THE ELECTRIC CHURCH… that's a fun one. #
  • Sometimes I say something, Max says, "Are you joking?" Sometimes when he says something, Max says, "Am I joking?" Sometimes he is. #SMAtuS #
  • @HillaryJacques On your Goodreads. :) in reply to HillaryJacques #
  • @HillaryJacques I wish sleep deprivation made me psychic instead of all the other things it does. I recall that about ELECTRIC CHURCH. in reply to HillaryJacques #
  • Sarah off to seek re-entry into the World of Work (the less fun WoW). Good luck, sweetie! #SMAtuS #
  • THE LAST MUSKETEER by Jason: Weird. There are robots and sword fights and death rays! What more could you want? #
  • YEAR'S BEST SF11 ed by Hartwell & Cramer: Read for Rucker, Chiang, Reynolds, Williams & Kelly. #

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Max Stories: So Many Rockets

There were lots of scary monster rockets. I can’t remember much about them, except that they liked chocolate. They did NOT land on a chocolate planet, but they did keep chocolate around for snacks. They would fly all around, and when they met each other they would say things like, “Hello scary monster rocket, how do you do?” and “I’m doing very well, thank you. And yourself?”

On Earth, there was a rocket in the junkyard. One day, a boy walked by and saw the rocket in the junkyard. The rocket was lonely. The little boy ran to get all of his friends, and the painted the rocket red. Bright red. And then they took the rocket home.

The rocket said, “We can all go flying in outer space now!” but the boy said, no. They had something else to do. But I can’t remember what that was, because I think I fell asleep.

Max Stories: Bill the Monkey and Bob the Dog (Part N)

Bill the Monkey said, “Let’s go flying today. What do you want to fly?” Bob the Dog said, “Let’s go flying in pigeons.” So they went looking for pigeons. They found one on the street, and went flying with him. They flew to a castle, and then they played with a ping pong ball and paddle, but the bird flew away with their ping pong ball. The bird had a bag with a scary monster in it. The scary monster lived in the bag, because it was his house. The pigeon shook the bag to get the scary monster to come out. When it did, it looked all around for a snack. When it found a snack, it went back to its bag.

THE END

Max Stories: The Watercat

It’s a funny thing. There was this cat who liked to swim. His name was Watercat. Sistercat said, “But don’t you hate it when water gets in your eyes when you get your hair washed?” And Watercat said, “No. I just close my eyes up tight and the water doesn’t get in there.” And Sistercat said, “But when you go swimming in the pool, how do you see with your eyes shut tight?” Watercat said, “When I go swimming in the pool, I wear swimming goggles.” So Watercat took his swimming goggles and his swimming shorts and went to the swimming pool. First, he went to the locker room, and he put on his swimming shorts and his swimming goggles. Then he took a cleaning off shower. Watercat walked very carefully and slowly around the pool until he got to the high diving board. He waited patiently for his turn, and then climbed carefully up up up up the ladder to the top of the diving board. At the edge of the diving board, Watercat looked way way down, and he was scared a little bit, and excited a little bit. And then he jumped, and dove way way down, and landed in the water with a big splash that got everyone wet. But in the water there was a scary monster. The scary monster chased Watercat. Watercat swam as fast as he could and jumped out of the water. It’s a good thing Watercat could swim so fast.

THE END

Max Stories: The Hippo and the Toucan

Once there was a hippo. He was round, and had big flat teeth. A scary monster came around and said, “Rawr!” The hippo was scared and ran away. The scary monster chased the hippo. The hippo ran fast, but the scary monster ran faster. The hippo was so scared, that he climbed a tree. Even with his flat, flat feet, he climbed up a tree. But the scary monster climbed up right after him. At the top of the tree, the scary monster ate the hippo. He even ate the hippo’s flat, flat teeth. A toucan flew by. A beautiful toucan. The toucan saw the scary monster, and was scared a little bit. The toucan flew away. The scary monster changed to look like a toucan, and he said, “Hello toucan!” The toucan flew over to the scary monster and said, “You’re a beautiful toucan.” The toucan and the scary monster ate some peanuts and a banana.

 

THE END

SMAtuS: Would Friday by any other name taste as sweet?

Sarah: Doing the hard work: day by day, hour by hour, minute by minute.

Max: New bike helmet. Who knows what other hijinks in the meantime? When Alice is sad, he tells her that I’m at work, but that I’ll be home soon. It’s stories like that that keep me going.

Alice: The teeth, they keep getting bigger. Is that #4 approaching? Also, her hair is almost in her eyes? 80s-style headbands or clips?

time: 2010’s been a slog so far.

us: Crawling toward wellness.

Shawn: Grinding out text, word by painful word.

SMAtuS: The Hills are Alive with the Sound of Typing

Sarah: First time alone at the zoo with two kids: success!

Max: Slept in. Rode bike there and back. Met Norman, the King Cobra. Grilled cheese induced head bonk. So sad.

Alice: @10 minutes after waking: Outfit #2

time: The morning goes too fast

us: Yes.

Shawn: Feeling groggy, but no grog to be had. January barbeque on the deck. Chatted with Max on the internet for the first time. Inscrutable:

(3:05:31 PM) SARAH: 00000000000000000000000000000000000000000.3.2222222.11111111178=-++++++
(3:05:47 PM) Shawn: what? am i talking to max here? :)
(3:05:50 PM) SARAH: 89o[
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(3:06:07 PM) Shawn: nice
(3:06:41 PM) SARAH: ………………………………..