The Great Plotnik

Saturday, December 10, 2005

What Rambles Down the Line 2

The other day, The Great Plotnik was searching through his Cabinet of Horrors, and came upon a yellow plastic container. It is skinny and has a good top, which is why he must have saved it from wherever he got it. He even used it recently -- put some leftover cole slaw inside, then washed it out and put it away, not thinking about it any more.

Until last night, when he read the intro of a story written by The Great BeezyWeezy, using her pen name Bronwen. She sent the story, all bound and snazzy, to her father for his birthday. It is the first story she ever finished, she says, and it is ostensibly about living in The Big Shmapple and riding the subways, but it is also about growing up, and observing things going on around her the way a world traveler does, the way a writer does.

The Great BZWZ says a few things that made The Great Plotnik sit up in bed last night, open his eyes wide and smile so hard he had to use the sheet to wipe away huge drops of gooey pride.

He doesn't have to wonder where he got the yellow container any more. Here is her intro:

I sat in the grocery cart
snuck Nestle Quik into the basket
hid it under the wheat germ
and hippie peanut butter.
You pretended not to notice,
and still use the old Quik container
like Tupperware.

for pop

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