Tuesday, August 28, 2007

Mouses in houses in Vermont

Dear Henry Albert,

Robby and Jeanine live in an old farm house (175 years old. Built in 1832.) on Turkey Creek Road in Jamaica, Vermont. The house is nice but they got mice.
(see mouses below)
Mice can be a problem. They eat stuff, like shoes or boxes of food or other stuff. They also carry germs and make poops all over the place.



How would you like open a box of Oat Bran or Rice Puffs or Corn Flakes and find mouse poops in it?
Mouses or mice or mices are a kind of Varmint. “"Varmint" is an American English colloquialism. The term applies to foxes, coyotes, burrowing animals, rats, mice, and cockroaches and other stuff.
Luckily, Robby and Jeanine’s ancestors were ferocious hunters. So they knew what to do.

Robby’s Great-great-great grandfather, (“Shlomo the Scruncher”) was a renowned Mouse Scruncher in Eastern Poland (which may have been Russia or something else at the time.)
Jeanine’s ancestors came from Canada. Some were famous mouse trappers. They collected pelts. One ancestor holds the record for trapping a 43 pound mouse.

So, they got mouse traps. The mouse trap was invented by Murray. No-one knows his last name because he became very rich and everybody called him Murray-Mouse-Trap. (Hyphenated names were popular at the time.)
They put peanut butter or cheese in the mouse traps to attract the mice. Mice like cheese and peanut butter (especially the crunchy kind). It is bad to smell like cheese or crunchy peanut butter if are near mice.

The State Bird of Vermont is the Hermit Thrush. I thought it was the Turkey.
It is good that you live on the 8th floor at 2 Horatio Street because mice don’t like to climb a lot of stairs especially since one elevator doesn’t work.

One day you and Mommy and Daddy will go to Vermont to visit Cousins Jeanine and Robby. But remember, make sure you don’t smell like cheese or crunchy peanut butter.

Saturday, August 25, 2007

Vermont Woods

Dear Henry Albert,

We (Jeanine and Robby and me), hiked around a lake. We were in a forest. Vermont is very beautiful; they have a lot of woods and hiking trails. Hiking is fun and good exercise. Robby and Jeanine are your second cousins.


One trail had an ancient Indian carving in wood. What does it mean?

You must be careful in the woods. If you hear or see an animal, the animals can probably see and hear you too. And they smell you also.

Some animals are nice. There are bunnies and giraffes and mommy bears and baby bears and Bambi.




Some animals are not very nice. Mostly, you should avoid wild animals. Skunks smell bad. Toads can give you warts. Bears are big and furry with a lot of teeth and claws. Bears can run very fast, climb trees and sometimes eat people.
If you go hiking in the woods it is good to take pots and pans. If you see hear or hear a bear, you can bang two pots or pans together. It makes a clanging noise that bears don’t like.



You should make a lot of noise so the animals hear you and run away. Warning! You should never make sounds like a chicken! And you probably won’t have to worry much about giraffes. If you do meet a giraffe, it is good to have figs. Giraffes like figs.


When you are older, you and Mommy and Daddy and me will go to Vermont to visit Robby and Jenine. We will hike in the woods and meet the giraffes and other nice animals.

Saturday, August 18, 2007

Ducks in Lake in Park

Dear Henry Albert,

Flushing Meadow Park is in Queens (near my apartment). Queens has different people from all over the world. That is good. We meet all kinds of people and enjoy their customs and eat all kinds of different foods.

Last week, I went to the lake in Flushing Meadow Park. There were a lot of ducks and a lot of Chinese People.
(One duck has no head)
This week, I went back to the lake. There were not a lot of ducks. Ducks were missing. Also, no Chinese People. What happened to the ducks? I worried about the ducks.

When I was a little boy, I liked ducks a lot. Especially Donald Duck. I also liked Mickey Mouse. I considered Donald and Mickey personal friends.
The next day I was in Chinatown on Canal Street. I saw a terrible thing.
DON’T LOOK! There was a menu in the window of a Chinese Restaurant. The menu was eight pages long. On page 3 they listed Peking Duck.
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Peking Duck? More likely Flushing Meadow Duck!

They probably also eat Flushing Meadow Mouse.

Yuch!
Some people from foreign lands eat foods that we don’t eat. Eating carrots and mashed green peas and turnips and oatmeal and stuff like that is OK. When you get older eating a hamburger or hot dog (it’s not a real dog, so don’t worry) could be OK.

BUT, you should never eat ducks or mouses.

Wednesday, August 8, 2007

Dear Henry Albert

Yesterday they arrested a man at LaGuardia Airport. They caught him on an airplane with a monkey under his hat. The CDC (Centers for Disease Control and Prevention) put the monkey in quarantine for at least thirty days. That is wrong! The monkey didn’t anything. The monkey is innocent. He is the abductee, not the abductor.

The TSA (Transportation Security Administration) screens, monitors and inspects all air passengers to keep us safe. They spend billions of dollars to buy very expensive equipment and create jobs for political “hacks” and other marginal parts of society. And they couldn’t spot one innocent monkey on a passengers head.

What if the man had a rhinoceros or cockroach under his hat?
Some monkeys are cute cute but they smell bad. If your Mommy and Daddy get you a monkey, the should also get Airwick.

Airwick has a new papaya and mango aroma. It freshens the air and eliminates odors. But you must be careful. Don’t spray it in your eyes, ears or other body openings. (I guess some people do that.)

Your uncle Mike works for the CDC. Ask him why those mean people had to lock up a cute innocent monkey.

FREE THE MONKEY! STOP THE SMELLS!

Saturday, August 4, 2007

Poop and other words.

Dear Henry Albert

People around you make noises and smile and look happy because they love you. Most of the noises come from their mouths. (Some don’t.)

A lot of the noises are words. And this is part of how we learn to talk. Talking is good (sometimes). Words help you name things and communicate and think.

We speak English. English can be very confusing. Some words have more than one meaning. I notice that your Mommy and Daddy and Grandmas use the word “poop” a lot.

Poop is one of those confusing words. Poop can mean a lot of things. It can be a verb, like to poop. Or it can be a thing, like a doo-doo. Or if you get tired you can be pooped. That doesn’t mean you get poop on you, it means you are tired. Do you know that they call part of a sailing boat the poop deck? (Not the poop dreck.) Ask your Mommy and Daddy, “Why?”

Some people blame the doggie for poop sounds.


Then there are words like flabbergasted and mind boogling (or is it mind boggling?) and flamboozled. It can make you confused and disgruntled when you would rather be gruntled.

Ask your father about Alfred J. Korzybski and the Institute for General Semantics.
Also … poop has a special websites.

http://www.heptune.com/poop.html http://www.smellypoop.com/poop.html

http://yucky.discovery.com/flash/body/yuckystuff/poop/js.index.html