ЁЯШБ Growing up it was a deadly stick (donтАЩt run with that stick!) that led to тАЬor youтАЩll poke your eye out!тАЭ One summer while picking blackberries with my older brother, boredom led to a rock battle. Concealed in dense growth, seeing the тАЬotherтАЭ was impossible. ЁЯд╖ЁЯП╜. Then the тАЬotherтАЭ scored a direct hit on the back of my head!
Bareback owing to summer heat, my torso was covered in blood when I got home! Yep, mom was certain I poked my eye out. Took some persuading to convince her it was only a head wound. ЁЯдк тАЬWhat a relief,тАЭ she didnтАЩt say.
As if childhood were lived in peril! But I never heard a word about climbing to the top of the very large sugar maple tree in our backyard. Loved to do that on windy days. Or crossing a dammed up river, 40тАЩ deep and about 100 yards across, on a .99 cent float I had repaired myself! I didnтАЩt know how to swim!
Shore nuff need to get hold of the insurance company and see what the heck happened!
Ugh! I'd rather stick a fork in my eye.
I know how massive those kinds of bills can be! I Shore do.
тАЬUgh! I'd rather stick a fork in my eye.тАЭ
HereтАЩs an invitation into the тАЬmindтАЭ of Mnemo!
BTW, Mnemo is short for Mnemosyne. ЁЯШК
Mnemo is the remember of everything. Mnemo is the тАЬConnector of Dots.тАЭ
тАЬFork in my eyeтАЭ for Mnemo aligns with тАЬYouтАЩll shoot your eye out.тАЭ ЁЯШ▒
https://youtu.be/kZUTkgfZqZc
"Mom?" Thalia squealed.
"Mom." Urania straightened her posture.
"Mom..." Calliope sighed.
Do you have a leg lamp Bobby?
Curiouser and curiouser...
Not any moreтАж ЁЯШВЁЯдгЁЯШВ
ЁЯШБ Growing up it was a deadly stick (donтАЩt run with that stick!) that led to тАЬor youтАЩll poke your eye out!тАЭ One summer while picking blackberries with my older brother, boredom led to a rock battle. Concealed in dense growth, seeing the тАЬotherтАЭ was impossible. ЁЯд╖ЁЯП╜. Then the тАЬotherтАЭ scored a direct hit on the back of my head!
Bareback owing to summer heat, my torso was covered in blood when I got home! Yep, mom was certain I poked my eye out. Took some persuading to convince her it was only a head wound. ЁЯдк тАЬWhat a relief,тАЭ she didnтАЩt say.
Or "don't run with those scissors".
As if childhood were lived in peril! But I never heard a word about climbing to the top of the very large sugar maple tree in our backyard. Loved to do that on windy days. Or crossing a dammed up river, 40тАЩ deep and about 100 yards across, on a .99 cent float I had repaired myself! I didnтАЩt know how to swim!
We're so lucky to be alive after our childhoods, aren't we?
Yes, what you and Gary said!
Potential book?
Scissors AND Sticks
Or
Sticks AND Scissors
Surviving Childhood in the 60тАЩs ЁЯШЙ
I hope you get to the bottom of it!