How the hell do you explain something that you don’t understand yourself? Thank gods Jill Y has some semblance of intelligence. I think she can take this one. I’ll sit in on the session myself, break the habit of a lifetime and try to learn something. I can always use it as a party piece.
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Thursday, January 6, 2011
Pinocchio
When you’re blissfully unaware of the world around you, life is pretty sweet. If you don’t see the injustices of the world, they can’t bother you. Over the years we’ve learned not to learn anything about anything at all. This is something that has served us well for a long time. Last night however, this all changed. Last night, Little Dill Y asked me to explain the following picture:

How the hell do you explain something that you don’t understand yourself? Thank gods Jill Y has some semblance of intelligence. I think she can take this one. I’ll sit in on the session myself, break the habit of a lifetime and try to learn something. I can always use it as a party piece.
How the hell do you explain something that you don’t understand yourself? Thank gods Jill Y has some semblance of intelligence. I think she can take this one. I’ll sit in on the session myself, break the habit of a lifetime and try to learn something. I can always use it as a party piece.