Saturday, December 13, 2008

Dear people who read wish lists

Dear people who read wish lists, I've edited mine for Christmas. This morning, looking down on my feet, I realized all I want for Christmas is a huge leap of evolution. 

Sometimes you hear people say our descendants won't have pinkie toes. I say let's get rid of them now. Or at least mine. Some women remove their ribs because of vanity, my smallest toe might have to go. I will miss it and will be an 8-toed freak but so be it.

I know other people are wishing for peace on earth, an end to poverty, food for everyone,  no more female genital mutilation. I'm reaching for reasonable, humble things. I'm wishing for feet with less toes. 

now must go rhyme for wine.