Tuesday, November 3, 2009

Goods: Cute Kids


Sunday, November 1, 2009

Stolen: A Novel Idea

Hey, you do know that November is NaNoWriMo--National Novel Writing Month, right? Yeah, every year, participants try to write a 50,000 word novel by midnight, November 30th. I've decided to sign up and give it a go this year, and the results are sure to be ghastly. But on the upside, I'll get to start going around peppering my conversations with pretentious references to "my novel." Dreamy, no? Wanna try?

There's also the "lite" version-- NaBloPoMo, where bloggers crank out a blog post a day for the month of November. Come on, you know you want to.

Saturday, October 31, 2009

Skillfully and Stealthily Stolen: Scholarly Awesomeness

Listen, I know that we've all seen Students of the Month before...


But how about a NINJA Student of the Month? Awesome!

Thankful Thursday: Very Belated Edition

Awwww. I'm thankful for youse guys!

You should know that I really, really wasn't fishing for compliments-slash-validation in my last post. But since you were sweet enough to feed my bottomless ego, you should also know that that stuff works, and as a result I MUST keep blogging away--performing just like your very own wee little circus monkey.

XOXO!

Thursday, October 29, 2009

Pssst. I'm here.

Man, lately I have dumped my blog so hard. In fact, I've been thinking about just letting it die a dignified natural death.

But no. You see, I need to crank this thing out at least through next May. Why May? Because that's when it will be time to print up Volume III of Stolen Goods on Blurb-- and I would like ever so much to be a trilogy. I mean, sure, two is OK (if OK=lame), but when you hit three, they have a lovely lyrical name for it. Trilogy. Dreamy.

And so, Dear Reader, I hope you'll join me-- won't you?--as I write forced and obligatory posts if only to give myself a sense of completion and closure. Good Times!

Tuesday, October 6, 2009

Why Don't I Just Change The Name of my Blog to "The Owen Show"

Me: Hey O, good work on this paper. And you're doing a great job on your name!

Owen: Thanks.

Me: You've got all the right letters-- but you just don't need this S in the middle.

Owen: What S?

Me: Here, between the W and the E.

Owen (with a knowing laugh, and amused head shake): That's not an S. That's a 5.

Me: Oh. Of course.

Monday, October 5, 2009

Well Played

Owen: Mom, can I have these for breakfast?

Me: Garlic croutons? No. Those are not breakfast.

Owen: Pleeeease?

Me: No. Plus, they make your breath smell horrible.

Owen: My breath is already horrible.

Me: Touché