Ah, jeez. Sea monkeys. You have to read "Little Bitty Pretty One," a short story by Andrew Alexander. It was in one of those Algonquin Press Best Short Stories of the South anthologies, probably 1998 or 1999.
Had a taste of sea monkeys this Christmas. My yuonger daughter bought them as a gag gift for her lil bro. Needless to say, after a couple weeks of staring at this murky green goo sitting on my kitchen window sill, they now reside in our septic system. monkey sea, monkey doodoo...
Of far more attraction to me were the x-ray specs adverted in the back of comic books. I didn't want to see through women's clothes, like the pervo kid in the picture, with his eyeballs out on stems, but I thought I could put them to fine use in other espionage ventures. My mom put her foot down hard, though, declaring she'd not send money in for "that kind of junk." Embittered by her refusal, I resolved that, when I grew up, I'd buy all the x-ray specs that I wanted. And then alas! None to be found. Always the way, huh?
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Ah, jeez. Sea monkeys. You have to read "Little Bitty Pretty One," a short story by Andrew Alexander. It was in one of those Algonquin Press Best Short Stories of the South anthologies, probably 1998 or 1999.
Love always,
Melissa D.
Hi Melissa!
Had a taste of sea monkeys this Christmas. My yuonger daughter bought them as a gag gift for her lil bro. Needless to say, after a couple weeks of staring at this murky green goo sitting on my kitchen window sill, they now reside in our septic system. monkey sea, monkey doodoo...
I never even wanted those as a kid. They looked freaky and oogly.
Of far more attraction to me were the x-ray specs adverted in the back of comic books. I didn't want to see through women's clothes, like the pervo kid in the picture, with his eyeballs out on stems, but I thought I could put them to fine use in other espionage ventures. My mom put her foot down hard, though, declaring she'd not send money in for "that kind of junk." Embittered by her refusal, I resolved that, when I grew up, I'd buy all the x-ray specs that I wanted. And then alas! None to be found. Always the way, huh?
Now we have the Internets, Button!
Disappointment??! My sea monkeys never brought me anything but delight. I would stare and stare at them through those little magnified bubble things.
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