today's project: print stuff.

so, yeah, i'm bored. who wants to entertain me?

memo

to: my innards
from: me
re: dude.

what? what now? what did i do this time?!

if i'd had a baby when i got into "organized" fandom --

merryish has caused a number of us to speculate.

mine, as i say over there, would be five this october. OMG KINDERGARTEN. and he'd be on the young end of the spectrum for his class, so he'd probably be smaller than those six-year-old kindergarteners, red-shirt kids whose parents want them to grow up to be varsity football players. but that's okay, because my baby would already be able to read and write, and he'd cut those jocks down with his devastating verbal dexterity.

more olympic nonsense

Q: how did you get to this spot tonight?
A*: well -- i ran really fast, bob.

* that wasn't the answer, of course. but it should have been, shouldn't it.