That’s what I call dedicated employees….

…I had it all planned out – the story that Spike Jonze and I would tell our little skateboarding/jew fro-ing rugrats….

“Yo, Parental Units” little Freud or Banana would ask us while flying in the family air balloon to the super market…

“How did you two meet?” Except, he/she would say it in Latin –  that would be our  secret language as a family, our never ending inside joke.

“Well kids” Again, it’d be in Latin, I’m just translating to be polite”It all started with some chicken wire, some paper mache, and a dictionary”….

You see this charity spelling bee pictured above was supposed to mark the date that Mr. Jonze and I met on a crowded stage and fell instantly madly in like.

“You see” I continued to said offspring while eating my calorie free blooming onion “this spelling bee was the day that daddy saw through all the cheap red face paint and straight into my soul”

“It’s true” Spike interputed while giving me a foot massage

“I saw your mother, and though most of her was covered by an oversized robot head, I knew I was meeting my best friend, my partner in crime, my dream girl”

This back and fourth continued on for a while until we, as a family collapsed, in a tickle fight…..

I know writing is cool and all but sometimes having an active imagination sucks…when the quirky little details that make up life are not actually real. When he doesn’t even notice you…when you wake up.

I think we placed fourth, I know I ate my body weight in Pop Chips and if I try to incorporate reality into my dreams…I think Spikes’ Greek-Princess-Painter-Under wear model girlfriend was waiting for him in his Prius outside the Auditorium of the spellnig Bee the entire time.

In the end it’s all for the Kids, and what in the world could possibly be cooler than that? (well In-N-Out Vouchers comes in a close 2nd)

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