Daily Report Number 6
Bob drink pop. Bob like pop. Chug it Bob! Gulp! Gulp! Gulp! Burrp! Belch! Today you will find the love of your life. The love of your life will fall from a great height and die. Bob draw picture. Awww! That nice Bob! This will make you happy. You have never loved your life. Bob sharpens crayon. Sharping crayons fun. Green, blue, orange. Very pretty Bob. You point at the rainbow, but nobody notices. That is fine you decide. They will have to wait until it rains to see.
Daily Report Number 5
Duck float on water. Bob see duck. Hello Mister Quackers! Hello Mister Quackers! You lived longer than you intended and now you must decide what your life might be. Squeak! Go duck. Duck. Goose. (groan) Bob climb out of tub. Splish! Splash! Your heart wants to touch the earth, but skin and bones keep you caged. Bye Bye Mister Quakers! Bye Bye Mister Quakers! You are glad daily requirements prevent you from having to take responsibly for any real decisions in life. Bob pull the plug.
Daily Report Number 13
Bob laugh. Bob so silly. You don’t say a word even though they are waiting for you to speak. You never needed other people to realize that you existed. You have always dreamed of being the tall dark cowboy riding away in the sunset. But, instead, you must return each day, face the same people, and act as though you care. Being a human every day is harder than it appears. No wonder, you think, people consider the setting sun to be so beautiful to watch as it escapes into tomorrow. Bob.