come out with a strong statement concerning the seriousness of this crime. In the statement there is no mention of the missing naked pictures.
There are two theories amongst us members of the staff here. Number one, someone on staff wants to get to the top of the reserve list so they can have the book and see the naked pictures of Madonna sooner. Number two, someone thinks they’re doing people a favor by not letting them see the book with the naked pictures of Madonna in it. In other words, for this second one, we are talking about censorship.
Finally, after much searching, I’m able to find one magazine with a picture of Madonna, naked. This is one of the Greek ones where I find it. When I first pick it up, I have no reason to believe it will be any different from the others. Like the others, there is a picture of Madonna on the cover. The picture on the cover is not a naked picture. Most of the article is gone, along with the pictures. But for some reason, whoever did it did not rip out the first page of the article. It is the picture where Madonna is in leather and her nipples are coming out through the leather bra she is wearing. On the page facing the picture it says, Let me teach you how to fuck .
~
I hate McDonald’s coffee, but when McDonald’s starts giving away Batman pogs with every drink purchase, I go over on my lunch hour and buy a coffee and three packs of pogs. That night I give the pogs to Sammy and he kisses me and tells me he loves me.
The next morning I’m at work and Sammy calls me. He can’t find some of the pogs I got him. He starts to cry while he’s talking to me on the phone. I can picture him standing there with the phone by his ear. I can see the way his little chin goes when he cries. I tell him not to cry. I tell him I’ll find the pogs when I get home from work.
I know what Tutti is thinking while I’m saying these things to Sammy over the phone. Tutti is standing there in the kitchen listening to what Sammy is saying, listening to him cry, thinking the way I deal with Sammy is turning him into a baby. This, I realize, is the danger in everything I do with Sammy.
In my heart, though, I cannot believe Sammy will ever turn out to be less than perfect. In my heart, the way my heart feels, I know that Sammy will always be as perfect as the little boy I’ve been dreaming into existence since the day I first saw him come out of his mother.
~
A friend of mine at work eats this French-Canadian stuff called Bdoings (pronounced like “boing”), which is curly noodles with cheese sauce on them. One time when she brought in Bdoings, I wanted to see them to see what they looked like, but I came into the lunchroom too late. My friend had already eaten her Bdoings. I picked up her Tupperware container and pulled off the lid. There was something in there which seemed like a tomato she had chewed up and spit out. All the librarians were there, having their lunch, so I go, “Never look inside a person’s used Tupperware container.”
My friend says, “It’s not Tupperware.”
So I say, “You can use Tupperware generically now.”
“You can?” Librarians love this shit. She says she is going to look “Tupperware” up in The Dictionary of New Words .
I tell her, “You look it up.”
Then my friend looks on the lid of her container and finds out what she has is called Lustroware. All the other librarians start looking to see what their containers are. One of them has a container that actually is Tupperware. Another has a Frig-O-Seal.
~
When I get home from work, Sammy locks himself in the bathroom and refuses to talk to me. I go outside and look at the flowers in the garden. When I come back in, Tutti is sitting at the kitchen table looking at the grocery flyers. I tell Tutti I have to go out. She says we should all go out. She says we can walk. She goes over to the bathroom and talks to Sammy though the door. “Sammy,” she says. She holds her head sideways so her
There are two theories amongst us members of the staff here. Number one, someone on staff wants to get to the top of the reserve list so they can have the book and see the naked pictures of Madonna sooner. Number two, someone thinks they’re doing people a favor by not letting them see the book with the naked pictures of Madonna in it. In other words, for this second one, we are talking about censorship.
Finally, after much searching, I’m able to find one magazine with a picture of Madonna, naked. This is one of the Greek ones where I find it. When I first pick it up, I have no reason to believe it will be any different from the others. Like the others, there is a picture of Madonna on the cover. The picture on the cover is not a naked picture. Most of the article is gone, along with the pictures. But for some reason, whoever did it did not rip out the first page of the article. It is the picture where Madonna is in leather and her nipples are coming out through the leather bra she is wearing. On the page facing the picture it says, Let me teach you how to fuck .
~
I hate McDonald’s coffee, but when McDonald’s starts giving away Batman pogs with every drink purchase, I go over on my lunch hour and buy a coffee and three packs of pogs. That night I give the pogs to Sammy and he kisses me and tells me he loves me.
The next morning I’m at work and Sammy calls me. He can’t find some of the pogs I got him. He starts to cry while he’s talking to me on the phone. I can picture him standing there with the phone by his ear. I can see the way his little chin goes when he cries. I tell him not to cry. I tell him I’ll find the pogs when I get home from work.
I know what Tutti is thinking while I’m saying these things to Sammy over the phone. Tutti is standing there in the kitchen listening to what Sammy is saying, listening to him cry, thinking the way I deal with Sammy is turning him into a baby. This, I realize, is the danger in everything I do with Sammy.
In my heart, though, I cannot believe Sammy will ever turn out to be less than perfect. In my heart, the way my heart feels, I know that Sammy will always be as perfect as the little boy I’ve been dreaming into existence since the day I first saw him come out of his mother.
~
A friend of mine at work eats this French-Canadian stuff called Bdoings (pronounced like “boing”), which is curly noodles with cheese sauce on them. One time when she brought in Bdoings, I wanted to see them to see what they looked like, but I came into the lunchroom too late. My friend had already eaten her Bdoings. I picked up her Tupperware container and pulled off the lid. There was something in there which seemed like a tomato she had chewed up and spit out. All the librarians were there, having their lunch, so I go, “Never look inside a person’s used Tupperware container.”
My friend says, “It’s not Tupperware.”
So I say, “You can use Tupperware generically now.”
“You can?” Librarians love this shit. She says she is going to look “Tupperware” up in The Dictionary of New Words .
I tell her, “You look it up.”
Then my friend looks on the lid of her container and finds out what she has is called Lustroware. All the other librarians start looking to see what their containers are. One of them has a container that actually is Tupperware. Another has a Frig-O-Seal.
~
When I get home from work, Sammy locks himself in the bathroom and refuses to talk to me. I go outside and look at the flowers in the garden. When I come back in, Tutti is sitting at the kitchen table looking at the grocery flyers. I tell Tutti I have to go out. She says we should all go out. She says we can walk. She goes over to the bathroom and talks to Sammy though the door. “Sammy,” she says. She holds her head sideways so her
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