Tuesday, March 16, 2010
The census form should incorporate pictures like I do.
I'm pissed Michael wouldn't let me put "Indian" as my race on our Census form. We barely completed it due to the entertainment factor of possible false scenarios and hyperbolic living conditions:
Person 3
Last Name:
Fielder-Ewing
First Name:
Daphne
Age as of April 1st:
N/A possibly 7, which in dog years is like mid-40s or something.
Ethnicity:
12 in. Beagle (although there is debate on adulteration of this. Possible mix of Jack Russel Terrier, Chiwawa, Spaniel, wild deer.
How is Person 3 related to Person 1:
Strange love triangle.
Person 4:
Last Name:
Popowski
First Name:
Rob
Age:
21
Ethnicity:
Australian
How is Person 4 related to Person 1:
Occasional Lodger
SO TEMPTING. But alas, as we carefully insert the form into the return envelope and lick it close, MJ turns to me and says, "God we are such sell outs for filling this out correctly."
There was a time I would have flipped off the government in colorful prevarications, but the most controversial move I made was classifying myself as the "other" category of Biracial. I know I'll get a phone call about that one.
All-American family doing our patriotic duty. Go Bears!
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Emily was equally disappointed with the census. After sitting down gleefully on our couch to start putting in our information, she finished in about two minutes and was frustrated there wasn't more to do.
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