May 17, 2007

Precocious PeTUNEias

Petunia One week as a small girl I stayed with a babysitter. There were other kids around so the environment was ripe for organized alphabet games. We sat in a circle and started with that first-class elitist letter: A.

Apple, Beachball, Cooties.

I felt like a weed on the track at the Indy 500 so fast was my turn hurtling toward me. Anxious, I wracked my brain for a P word and could come up with nothing. NOTHING! And then it happened.

Petunia came flying from my mouth and the babysitter and other adults in the room roared with laughter and shouts of "Isn't she precocious!"

I didn't know there was anything wrong with the word petunia and all I could think was, "I could have ALSO said precocious." Because it starts with a P.

I tell you this because when I was at the Garden District a few weeks ago I saw a tiny plant labeled petunia and I bought it because by God I'm gonna grow one of those precocious bastards!

Preposterous!

And in a flowery spirit I now give you the following peTUNEias. Enjoy.


From OxBlood Records' First Blood Compilation:
The Republic Tigers >> Made Concrete


From Rock Snob Records' Vidalia:
Tenderhooks >> Kidstuff

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