DIY WST DADA

The last time I posted my Weird Search Terms as dada-ist poems, I thought to myself, why should I have all the fun? This time I’m posting my WST in a list for you to enjoy.

Make some poems of your own (as many as you like), and post them in the Comments section! For convenience, I have separated these into rough categories of queries/statements, subjects, verbs, objects, et cetera. Do NOT limit yourself to using them in this order! TIP: It’s fun to turn gerunds back into verbs.

andrea,

(contemplating how butterflies can have “pointy ears” when they don’t really have “ears”; some moths have tympanal membranes on their thorax or abdomen … maybe they’re Vulcan butterflies…)

GO!

  • what is the things hurt your brain
  • i dont care if she is a tape dispenser i
  • what happens if my child swallowed a leg
  • OMG WTF BBQ
  • does weather effect on us when we have
  • how to prove if a robot is or not
  • how to remove phlegm in young childre
  • problems faced by the children who hav
  • how to stone sidewalk
  • how come my daughter has a difficult tim
  • is tolerance a good thing?
  • “ooh! shiny”
  • why do butterflies have pointy ears
  • Read the rest of this entry »

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Shucks, not Disabled

Of all the people in the world, my eldest would be the least likely to be dismayed by becoming a “wheelie”. Every time we visited the science museum in Denver, dad and I could always count on at least a solid hour of book-reading time as the kids played with the wheelchairs in the Discovery Zone.

When a staph infection on one knee got especially nasty (round, red and swollen, requiring repeated expulsion of alarming amounts of pus), we scheduled a visit to the doctor. In addition to getting antibiotics and analgesic, there was a good-natured enquiry by the patient if this might not earn the doc’s permit for a wheelchair? After all, mobility was definitely impaired — hobbling between bedroom and bathroom was difficult — and definitely meant unable to hike around the hilly campus. Well, replied the doc, were it both knees he would.

Shucks!

So, time to take the semi-disabled student back to college. I packed up the “Bug of Holding” with the overnight luggage, and we went back to the campus. The swelling made it difficult to bend the knee as well as to put weight on it, which meant that any footwear with laces, zippers or heels was extremely difficult to put on or use. Well, that was essentially all the footwear currently owned, so we stopped by a Target store to get some sandals. Hobbling inside, we espied three wheelchairs lined up near the shopping carts (buggies, trolleys), one of which was motorized.

I was surprised to hear some initial concern about whether the store would allow someone who wasn’t Officially Disabled use one. We were just borrowing one of the regular chairs, not the motorized one, of course they would, I answered. Besides, if anyone gave us grief, they could always be shown the big nasty, which by this point was doing a rather disturbing impression of a mammary gland, “nipple” and all.

So we went down the shoe aisles, and I noted with relief that the aisles were not only wide enough for the chair to get around easily (including U-turns), but also that the store did not have the sort of display clutter at the end-aisles or within the aisles that some stores feel compelled to put everywhere. This is one of the reasons why I prefer shopping at Target (compared to K Mart, or the big-bad-bully of retail, Wal-Mart); the stores are relatively free of excessive visual complexity or navigational hazards.

My eldest quickly realised that some half-gloves would be really helpful if there was going to be much wheelchair usage. That wasn’t the only accessory that would have been required, either. Read the rest of this entry »