<p>Marla suddenly wanted to learn how to play the guitar. I sent her to guitar lessons, and afterward she wanted to play in public. Too bad she started glowing with evil! Everyone booed her. It was very demoralizing.<div align=”center”><img src=”/images/2010/02/209-01.jpg”></div>
<p>Kay wanted to learn how to paint. But as someone who “Hates the Outdoors,” she hated painting on the easel in the back yard. I built a little painting nook on the second floor of their house, with big windows so she could get plenty of light.<div align=”center”><img src=”/images/2010/02/209-02.jpg”></div>
<p>And then it was time to grow up!<div align=”center”><img src=”/images/2010/02/209-03.jpg”></div>
<p>I gave her some odd clothes and odd hair, because I have an odd role for her to fill.<div align=”center”><img src=”/images/2010/02/209-04.jpg”></div>
<p>Kay’s destiny (I decided) is to be a gold digger. How many old men can you marry and watch die before you yourself die of old age? This is the question I intend to answer.