Happy Birthday to Me
Well, here we are one year later, time flies when you don’t really know what time is! Today as you well know (mostly because I constantly remind you) is my birthday. I wish I could enjoy it a little more, but I am not feeling real well. I went to the doctor the other day and I cried the whole time I was there, sometimes I like to cry just to worry them a little. It doesn’t do much harm and it keeps them a little off balance. If I was good all the time don’t you think they might get bored with me? As you might suspect, I have no idea what is wrong with me, I mean what do I look like, Doogie Howser! But once again, they gave me some medicine that tastes pretty good so I expect to feel much better very soon.
Anyway, we had a great party on Sunday I think that everyone was there. No, I don’t mean everyone in my family, I mean EVERYONE! The house was packed with people, a lot of whom I had never seen before, well not that I remember anyway. I have to tell you the best part though; I got to watch all my cousins stick there heads in a bucket of water. It took me a while to figure it out, but apparently this is how they pay their respect to me on my birthday. I know, it sounds a little far fetched, but that has to be it. What other reasons might they have for such an exercise; some of them did it like 5 or 6 times! They must really like me! And you know what else? I got to open my own presents! And you know what else? I was surprised by what was inside every time! Now this is the way that it is supposed to be! Oh, I almost forgot to mention that I had my first piece of cake, it was great! But here again, my stupid parents! Don’t they know that a chocolate cake has a much better effect in pictures? Well anyway, I am not complaining too much. I would like very much to be able to list all the great gifts that I got from everyone, but the list is too long. But I can thank everyone here, thanks! And nearly everyone followed the “cool” rules with the exception of I think Lynn and my Grandma McPherson. But I should say that they certainly made up for it!
Ok, the winner of the “what am I going to be for Halloween” contest is… my mom!!!! Yes, she finally came around and was able to see that being a vegetable or a fruit was simply not cool. Now, before I tell you what I ended up being, I should say that it may not have been the coolest costume on the planet, but I looked awfully good in it! Any guesses? That’s right, I was a Bumble Bee. I can see you saying to yourself right now: a bee? I guess that’s ok. Let me tell you though, bees have a lot of power over people! There are a lot of people who are very scared of bees. The biggest problem that the bee has is that it’s a one shot terrorist. You know, they sting you then they die. Well, not me. Not that I was going around stinging people, there was no need; you threaten one or two and it’s no problem keeping the rest in line! I know John Belushi hated playing the bee, but if he could have just stepped back and saw how funny it was I think he might not have hated it quite so much. Vespula vulgaris, the common yellow jacket, the king bee… now that’s what I am.
This war thing is absolutely driving me up the wall. Are there any news people anywhere who have a clue? No, this is not a rhetorical question; I need an answer. Sensationalism is not a part of reporting the news! When will they get this through their thick skulls? These people obviously believe they are the news, right? Now I know I am raising questions that other people have already thought of, but they are new to me. That’s it, I can’t take discussing this subject any further!
Until next time,
Cole
October 31, 2001