20090127

the playground

The first time I was ever called "fat" and subsequently saw myself as such was in kindergarten. I climbed the steps up the schoolyard slide, my friend following behind me, and she smacked my sweat-pant clad ass cheek and said, "Hurry up, big butt."

I spun around, "I don't have a big butt."

"Yes you do, Big Butt."

And suddenly, it seemed my body swelled, expanding and expanding like heated atoms. My booty, a universe of its own. I looked at my sausage-cased thighs all the way down the slide. When my feet hit the mulch, I was a different girl.

.non.euclidean.geometries.

A boy, Lucien, receives new boots for Christmas.
Subsequently, he's thrilled.

There's a certain invincible feeling associated with boots, he thinks: an impunity to trample the world as he sees fit, knowing all the time that his toes will remain warm and dry.
And to top it off, they are his first pair with laces.

Today, Lucien has to give present his report on cobras to his class.
The odds are overwhelmingly in his favor, given his new lucky boots, coupled with the best pair of his rocket ship underpants (he after all has 2 pairs in reversed color palettes, the other being worn through by fate and fortune).

Meanwhile, at the Large Hadron Collider at the CERN in Switzerland, a team of elite particle physicists searching for the Higgs Boson simultaneously propel themselves into both fame and infamy, finding not only their elusive scalar elementary particle, but creating a microscopic black hole that is steadily accruing mass more rapidly than Hawking Radiation can cause it to evaporate into elementary particles.
Conservative estimates give approximately five months before the Earth is consumed.

As Lucien finishes the laborious task of lacing up his boots for the first time, he rehearses his facts about snakes, and is eager to enlighten and impress his classmates with his report.

After all, he thinks to himself, it won't be long before science will tie the four corners of the globe together.