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June 30, 2008 Irony, plus self-promotion 
I was giving Frances her bath yesterday when I looked behind me and there was, scuttling across the floor, an insect at least half an inch long, something like a grasshopper but black and with a larger body. (I find it amazing that only insects can scuttle, unless you're discussing a political act.) I have no philosophical quarrel with insects but, so far as I'm concerned, they're wild animals and as such do not belong in my house. I picked up the nearest printed material and thwacked it, then flushed the remains down the toilet. It just so happens that the print material in question was the latest issue of Lapham's Quarterly, Book of Nature. My book of nature now has a wee bit of nature smeared on the back cover. Blog-wise, that's all I have for you today, as Frances and I will be meeting up with friends at farms and buying too many butter tarts, and probably watching a movie--very likely The Sword in the Stone, which is the one we watched yesterday. But in the meantime, I have a guest column up at Literary Mama about the joys of mothering with type 1 diabetes. Enjoy. :) Posted by Andrea at June 30, 2008 8:42 AM under Wordsmithery EMAIL this entry (comments fields are below this section) Comments Little Man had a great time with Frances today! He keeps asking when we're going to see her again. :) Thanks for a fun time. Now I'm off to eat one of those butter tarts you mentioned! Posted by: Kia at June 30, 2008 9:25 PM
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