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I really don’t know what to write about today but I was in a typist type of mode so I decided to ramble on and on. Hopefully some sort of subject I didn’t know that had some sort of significance will pop up in my head and I can freewrite about that.

Speaking of popping up…I saw this awesome tick book in san francisco about this guy who wanted to be an architect. I LOVED it but couldn’t afford to buy the book. DOH! Anyway, my friend Mike said I would be an awesome children’s writer. What do you think? Maybe I should try that. I don’t know if I like kids enough to write for them. Hmmm. Let me try to write one now.

Ahem…. THE BIRD WHO LOVED TO EAT CORN

Bob the Bird had lots of favorite foods (turn page)

He loved to eat Chicken. He loved to eat potato chips. He loved to eat mushrooms. (turn page)

But his favorite food in the whole wide world was corn. (turn page)

It didn’t matter that it affected is gastrointestinal tract (turn page)

It didn’t matter that he had to steal it from his girl-bird, Babbette, when the moon was up. (turn page)

He just knew that he loved corn and would do anything for that sweet smelling produce to be between his beaks (turn page)

One day Bob noticed that there was no more corn in the field. (turn page)

He went to Babbette and asked where the corn fields went (turn page)

Babbette looked at him sternly and pointed her ruffled feathers at him (turn page)

“You shouldn’t have been so selfish.” she cried (turn page)

“Now nobody can have corn. Since you ate so much, it raised our bird feed taxes” (turn page)

“Since I didn’t have enough feathers to sacrifice to keep the cornfields…”

“….the frequent flier government of organic winged flight drove in with their flying tractors…”

“and took our corn away…”

“..now we have no health insurance..”

Bob began to cry and cry and cry. He felt there was no tomorrow.

But then he said…”WAIT!”

…”I can still eat chicken.”

THE END.

You think I have potential?