wants vs. needs

mimosas.



bridges.



traffic.

ting tang walla walla bing bang

i have a question. as i was driving down one of our cornerstones of sophistication (82nd ave), i saw a dirty grown up store. it said "erotic books, magazines, movies, lingerie, shoes." what is an erotic shoe? a sandal? nikes with weiners on the shoelaces? i'm trying to figure this out. maybe i need to go in and say "one erotic shoes please." actually, i am thinking of a lot of gross ways a shoe could be erotic. porns is big business. i should get some of these patented.

droppin treats on em

wanted

it's the tired puppy olympics

bronze (grip champion)

silver (danger taster)

gold (survival expert: utilizing fake death and camouflage skillset)

fiddlesticks

maggie is a little girl with ptsd and adhd. she is nine and adorable. maggie is very little and hyper, but also unusual. she told everyone on the unit that she was in the paper once. when asked why, she said that she found a fire. they asked what she did, and she responded: "i played in it."

a few days ago, maggie ran up to me with a paper bag on her head with two holes cut out for eyes and a tiny mouth hole. she asked if i could get her bubbles. she had some bubbles in her personal belongings. she said they tasted like cherries. i told her that cherry is my favorite flavor and opened the bubbles to smell them. they smelled how bubbles should smell. it was just soap and water. i told her that i don't think they are cherry and she grabbed them from me and took a swig. she smacked her lips, handed them back to me, then ran to her room.

yesterday, maggie woke up early and asked for her breakfast. i made it for her. her teenage peers were also awake because she had knocked on their doors and told them to wake up. they were clearly upset. while i was getting her medication ready, she started repeatedly yelling "it's not mine!" at her cereal.

later, one of her parents came to visit. she told me that she wanted to go outside in the fenced area with them and that she wanted her cherry bubbles to come too. her visitor was blowing the bubbles and maggie was trying to eat them in the air, much like a puppy. whenever she would catch one, she would yell "tasty!" she tried to climb the fence to get one of the bubbles, but i got a hold of the back of her shirt before she got far. a few minutes later, she tried again while telling an airplane overhead to "get back here!"

i think the cute ones get away with more. i also think that kernel sanders and i need to see space chimps.

jimbo

a fun client we have had a few times has returned again. his name is jimbo and the last time he was at my work, he was a fun guy. he would always be rapping or dancing or some form of entertainment. he once started to tell me a story about how he learned to dance, but it turned into an hour long journey about his origins and acceptance into the world of krumping. he is a positive guy, even though the environments he is usually in prohibit that.

he came in last night in a very negative mood. he was high on hospital medication and didn't want to be there. he was refusing to leave the lobby and was threatening me and kernel sanders. we both know that he wouldn't hurt us and we weren't scared, but we were surprised. our bubbly nurse came in when he was very angry and said "hey jimbo!" to which he replied "hey!" but quickly realized that he had to be tough and said "naw, i'm not staying here, fuck that."

we got him on the unit and he has been doing alright. he got mad and went to his room. he threw his mattress and everything in there was thrown around. he came out with a pen in his hand like a knife. there were four other kids on the unit with me and normally that situation would be bad, but i know that jimbo wouldn't hurt any of us. i positioned myself between him and everyone else just in case. i got lost in thought for a moment thinking about the best way to stop him should he attack anyone. selma told me that i looked like i didn't know what to do. i told her i was clueless and she got a worried look in her face. i then told her of course i knew what i was doing.

in reality though, the situation could have gone wrong very fast. people look to you for answers in those times. jimbo could have stabbed me and the entire unit could have joined in, but i was never worried about that. he sat down and chilled till the next episode, but if it was any other kid, i would have been much more cautious and had everyone go to their rooms until everything was handled. i really like jimbo.

pospicles

tiny mr. mcclure told me this while watching alvin and the chipmunks.

"i'm like simon because he's smart...but...i'm also like theodore because i'm kind of fat."

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