The Creative Process

Flannery is off to a birthday party and I'm going to stay here babysitting a sleeping Tabitha. But just because I've fortuitously missed out on going to Sushi doesn't mean I didn't contribute to the birthday festivities. Flannery made the birthday card, and I had to come up with something for the inside left page.

The contenders:

• The eye-headed, cycloptic, stick-figured, crystal queen wishes you a happy flower pick field day! (She does not understand the concept of birth.)
• Adhesive backed crystals arranged in the shape of a cycloptic stick figure queen could never outshine you friendship, but damn if they don't come close.
• Queen Eyeballia Shineyton Stickfigurina the Forth would like to offer you a flower on this, the day of your birth. That'z how she do.
• What are you looking at? Are you a racist?
• Do not have a staring contest with me, you could die. Instead let us just enjoy your birthday fish.
• My writers worked tirelessly to come up with a funny, touching appropriate sentiment for the inside of this card. Unfortunately the front makes no fucking sense so they gave up.
• In the land of the blind the one-eyed man is king - a slightly effeminate king.