August 25, 2025: ?
Punctuation is more up my alley than grammar. Punctuation is a lot like traffic lights. A period means stop. A comma means pause. An apostrophe indicates ownership. An exclamation mark indicates extreme surprise. I didn’t used to like exclamation marks, but every so often I now use them because I am in a position in which I need to convey delight. I do not like icons because I think that punctuation can and should remain in use. Icons are also an indication that the user is not familiar with the use of punctuation or expressing through words. This is an intelligence issue. Stupid people use icons. End of non-existent discussion. Today tested my resilience. I started out by distributing books and this went well, but while the distributing went well, the day definitely did not go as planned. And I did have this day planned out. I think that with working so many days at the fair, that one of two failing to measure up to expectations is to be expected. |
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I had picked out books for story time/puppet/ventriloquist day, and had arranged it so that my friend Hillary would give me an assist with both. The plan was to read the Wonky Donkey and use the donkey puppet in telling the story. When I went to get the book, I noticed that it was missing. There was a copy of the Dinky Donkey in the box, so I used it. I read this book to one little girl who the entire time was playing with playdough. This did give me an idea, which is to let kids play with playdough when I read books. The puppeteer and the puppet maker both showed up late. I alone recruited children for story time when Hillary showed up, and we together, with the Winky Donkey in hand, read the book to a family of four. Then we went outside and attempted to drum up interest in Story Hour. Today it was harder than usual. So after a bit Hillary and I abandoned approaching people directly and called it a day. Hillary then went to get ready to dance with the Borealis Dancers. There were by the time Hilary left, five Kid’s Kupboard volunteers/board members on site, and just one of me. I felt the imbalance, which was why I went outside and watched a few acts going on the Borealis Stage with Ron, Hilary’s partner. We had a good time, and I learned something valuable, which is if possible, leave the scene if you are under duress. I next went and did distribution – I like doing this although there were by now, far too many people on site. Human beings en masse are a very sorry lot – they remind me of slugs. A handful yes, an overabundance, no. I was so involved with the fair that I gave little thought to the fact that today is the opening of hunting season. I have a week more of fair, and then I will be able to fret, fume, and wring my hands about this. |
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