January 26

Not a psychological bobsled to hell, ala Tennessee Williams nor a romp through an eighties video by The Motels, and yet…another metamorphosis.

Sophie wanted me to do some kind of birthday party at her summer care. We talked about fairies, High School Musical, all the popular themes, and if I might digress for a moment, when the hell did Bratz become a cool thing? Aside from the connotation of the word, dressing like a 20 year and whining for a credit card is not something I want my six year old to emulate. Who buys this crapola? No Dennis Miller rant this time, though. Why? Because my little girl delighted me by saying, “I want the Bug Lady, I’ve never met her”. Ahh, the breakthough!

I dusted off the old lab coat, took the day off work and brought my buggy science show to Alameda Island Kids, complete with collections, a slideshow (I discovered kids love this ancient technology of shining pictures onto the wall) and live critters. You can get a lot of entertainment mileage out of a hissing cockroach, by the way. The teacher told the Alameda Recreation and Parks Dept. and I ended up doing some more shows for the local summer programs. Now at least once a week I get a curious kid with an insect question when I come to pick up Bug Gurl, as she is now known. What fun! I’m glad Bug Lady is back – I’ve missed her!