new career path

                                                                            i think i may get into professional face painting.

i had a blast painting those little cheeks at the starfish christmas party last saturday. it was cool cuz they wanted christmas trees, candy canes, snowmen...but then little milton and his brother threw me off a bit. they wanted batman and spiderman. i stared at them for a few seconds. then:

me: um, are you sure you don't want a pretty candy cane?

milton: i want spiderman.

milton's brother: i want batman.

me: uh. ok. 

i proceeded to paint what i thought resembled batman, but turned out to look like my fat black cat penelope. i showed it to him in the mirror and he seemed happy, so hey, cool. milton's turn was next. this time i was only going to paint spiderman's face. i mean, how can i mess that up? so, i went ahead and tried my hardest to paint a superhero with the watery cheap substance. when i finished, i handed him the mirror. he looked at it as if someone had promised him candy but presented him with raisins. i felt bad, but seriously, i don't know the first thing about the anatomical structure of marvel comic characters. he got up and i gave him a balloon almost as an apology. 

later, someone overheard milton's brother telling milton: "your spiderman ain't got no legs."