Dear Readers,
You're here, once again! It's hard for me to believe. Thank you for your faithfulness.
Because of your faithfulness, I want to notify you of what I've been contemplating: an end to blogging or, at the least, a break.
But the end isn't here yet. (I'll make it clear when it is.) So go ahead and check out the post.
Saturday, May 28, 2011
IFRC Work Day
I approve, applaud, approbate... Put simply, I appreciate people who wash their hands, am appalled by those who do not, and appeal to all of you to make it a habit.
(Sorry. Call me overly apprehensive, but I am passionate about anything appertaining to cleanliness.)
(Sorry. Call me overly apprehensive, but I am passionate about anything appertaining to cleanliness.)
Someone told me the lamp was trying to make a fashion statement.
And what are we doing here? Making an old-fashioned statement perhaps?
And what are we doing here? Making an old-fashioned statement perhaps?
Saturday, May 14, 2011
At Greek Class
Conrad casts a surreptitious glance over his shoulder hoping to spot the fateful "translation list."
Is he on it? Will he be called upon?
Is he on it? Will he be called upon?
And here we have the fateful Kleenex box into which must go our homework reports.
Did we do it all? Are our assignments complete?
Did we do it all? Are our assignments complete?
He looks innocent, studious, and irreproachable.
Conrad attempts to answer that question.
He must have been convincing: Luke came to the next class in a Kubota shirt.
He must have been convincing: Luke came to the next class in a Kubota shirt.
Hats, Hamleys, and Huge Pennies
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