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wotd: pablum

pablum \PAB-luhm\, noun;
1.Something (as writing or speech) that is trite, insipid, or simplistic.
2.(capitalized) A trademark used for a bland soft cereal for infants.

He's five years old, this boy on the playground, walking stiff-legged behind my back with his arms raised before him, vaguely chasing another child. "I am a robot," he says in a mechanical voice. "These are my pink bombs. I will kill you."

I whirled from my supervision of the monkey bars and aimed the laser beam of my full attention on that kid. "You may not talk like that at school," I said. In that same stiff-legged gait he clomped past me, a dreamy smile on his face. "I am a robot. These are my pink bombs. I will kill you."

This is a boy you don't spoonfeed pablum. This boy eats forkfuls of shredded steel for breakfast, then eats the fork. He's beyond my abilities and somehow untouchable. And my heart aches for him.


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wotd: temporize

temporize \TEM-puh-ryz\, intransitive verb:
1. To be indecisive or evasive in order to gain time or delay action.
2. To comply with the time or occasion; to yield to prevailing opinion or circumstances.
3. To engage in discussions or negotiations so as to gain time (usually followed by 'with').
4. To come to terms (usually followed by 'with').

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1. I love making pinatas. I've made a pinata for Jack's birthday for the last five years. The Death Star, a jellyfish from Spongebob, Patrick Star from Spongebob, Plankton from Spongebob, and just this year King Pig from Angry Birds. I've been commissioned by a friend to produce another Angry Birds Pig pinata for her son's birthday. I'm gonna do it.

2. Right now three of my ten fingers hurt when I type. I don't bite my nails (unless one is already broken) but I do pick and pull at my cuticles. I've developed acute paronychia, a bacterial infection, at those three finger tips. The one that hurts the most is my right thumb. Space bar hell. I've done this to myself since childhood. When I'm pulling and nipping at a hangnail, I know it's going to hurt but I go ahead and do it anyway.

3. I consider myself substantial: in body and in mind. I am robust. I have zeal. I just don't have any confidence.

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