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Category Archives: Mini-Me

Mini-Me Writes an Autobiography

By now, you’ve probably figured out that I never liked writing anything the typical way as kid. At 16, I had to write an autobiography. I, of course, decided to write it in the frame-work that I’d been abducted by aliens to, well, the first lines of my paper explain it best. Mission: To search [...]

Mini-Me Writes Love Poetry

A Valentine’s poem courtesy of a childhood me. Love me Love you So we can be Loved by two

Mini-Me Overdoses on Bill Bennett’s Book of Virtues

I read too many Bill Bennett’s Big Book of Virtues stories when I was little, which consist of tales of dismemberment and death to kids who didn’t exhibit said virtues. Tasteful, I know. Anyway, I wrote a bunch of stories as a kid about disobedient little girls getting eaten by wild beasts and dishonest young [...]

Mini-Me, Kid Reporter

As a kid, my sister, a friend, and I published a magazine we called Kidsville. It featured many scintillating articles about everything from movies to the news. Ok, to be honest, the biggest news we ever reported on was when the power went out for two hours. But, honest to God, I noted in the [...]

Mini-Me Attempts Humor

One of the numerous childhood stories I wrote about royalty had the following bit which is slightly amusing? “Humperdump, send for my son the Prince. Surely the people will listen to him.” [said the king] The Prince attended the College for Kingly Kids where he learned how to be a King properly. “But, sire, he’s [...]

Mini-Me Does Christmas

Wandering through my childhood computer files (yes, I’m young enough that every bit of writing I’ve ever done is on the computer), I’ve come across my rather interesting contributions to our family newsletters and since ’tis the season… I always found the ubiquitous family Christmas letter boring growing up, so I’d try to spice it [...]

Mini Me does poetry

I was quite the poet as a child: Look at the tiny mouse sitting in your house Why is it there? It could give you a scare. But this one goes with a computer Its not a little polluter That’s why it will stay so we can play with it all day. Rodents as polluters, [...]

Who can read all those squiggly lines?

When I was little, I thought people were only pretending to “read,” but were actually making up the stories as they went along ’cause, really, who could possibly make anything out of those squiggly lines?

Why I should never go into advertising…

I really can’t remember what class this was for, but for some reason, as a child,  I was writing classified ads with an astronomy bent. “Is that old model not going fast enough? Are you being stopped because you are a road hazard? Well, go slow no more. Try a quasar. These mysterious vehicles are [...]