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Monday, September 8, 2008
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Dexter and Toads
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I'm reading Darkly Dreaming Dexter by Jeff Lindsay. What a great story! This is the book that was the inspiration for the Showtime series Dexter, which I might add, I thoroughly enjoyed. In fact, I even brokedown and bought the first and second season. This show could almost make me sign up for Showtime. A lovable serial killer... what a great concept. Jeff Lindsay has written 2 more books in the series. I'm anxious to get into them to see if the series and the books are similar. So many books... so little time! I've been thinking about my own stories. Stories about growing up in Buffalo and some of the dumb and not so dumb things I did. I suppose I should just start jotting them down before they are truly lost forever. I remember my sister and me pulling a wagon to a vacant lot two doors down from our house in Cheektowaga. There were weeds galore and tiny toads. We would spend hours collecting toads and putting them in our Red Rider wagon with the black handle and rubber tires. We would pull that foolish thing all over this lot as we picked up tiny baby toads and put them in the wagon. With toads jumping out, Jo and I would walk back to our house with our treasure chest full of toads. What in the world we were going to do with a hundred toads is beyond me. To this day, I can remember searching, catching, and collecting these little guys only to have to return them to the fields because my mother did not want them in the garage. So I would pull the wagon back to the field and release whatever toads had not already jumped out and then return home. Oh, to be 8 again and have all the time in the world to collect toads. |
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