Good Things

Tonight I am in one of my favorite places. I am with 22 of my favorite people. The breeze coming in the window smells like pine trees and grass, not that silly suburban grass we grow accustomed to, but real honest to God grass. The lights are low and people are asleep EVERYWHERE.

                  The house itself smells old and dusty and broken and brown and familiar and a little like              
                  farts...but that is less enjoyable and can probably be attributed to one of the young males...

My uncle hasn't taken his ADD meds this week and so it is taking a tremendous amount of concentration to ignore him.

          Some call this area the 'armpit' of Washington, but those people don't understand...also they are
          probably communists...

                                       John is making small children set up his tent, bring him food and fan him with
                                       palm leaves. He just condemned the 'hoarding masses' to a life of 'illiteracy' and
                                       'violence'... What a fascist...

                          Take your pills man.

I am too ADD to make a good post tonight. Apologies to all. My sicerest apologies for wasting the precious moments of your life. Please do not be angry for that would only waste yet more of your precious moments and I doubt I should be able to live with the guilt of wasting so much of a person's life.

        It would be murder.

         Just call me BWM. (You can sort the acronym out for yourself, have fun!)

                For those of you confused by this statement let me help you. This was actually a bit of a funny
                play on words. You see there was an infamous serial killer that was known as the BTK killer.
                I played on this by saying that wasting your time was akin to murder, then I made up a less
                then clever acronym for my own specific brand of homicide...

...that was all...don't worry if you didn't laugh...it's late and the jokes are in short supply mi hombres....

I'd love nothing more then to keep blogging my life away, but Nicole wants to go down to the river (no doubt trying to trick me into a midnight swim, which as anyone who knows me knows I am terrified of dark water) and Jelly wants to cut her hair and I want to go squish pennies on the train track...

Yes I am off to act like a child.

        Do not judge.

               Do not be jealous.

                       Or do.

               Whatever...I'm just reclaiming the wild spirit of my youth.

No big deal.

Cool Katie your letter is coming shortly...patience is what I am teaching you padawon...

...Live long and prosper...

A Very Important Subject...

Tonight I would like to broach a topic that seems taboo in our society.  It is however a topic of not only great importance, but of in my opinion an imperative nature.   
                                                   The topic is Hobo Names.
           Before venturing into this wild and sordid field of research I would like to throw a quick shout out to Mr. John Hodgman, you may know him from such films as Baby Mamma, The Invention of Lying, Coraline and Arthur (NOT the popular PBS children's program).  Mr. Hodgman however is probably most well know though for his personification of a PC computer along side Justin Long in the wildly popular Apple "Get a Mac" add campaign.
                                         Also
         Mr. Hodgman is the nation's leading expert on the subject of Hobo Names.  He devotes a particularly large section of his book 'The Areas of my Expertise' to the subject. So it is that I would like to take a moment to share with you a few of my favorite names from a culture that has fascinated and bewildered mankind since the dawn of time.....

Whispering-Lies McGruder
         Wicked Paul Fourteen-Toes
                   Normal-Face Olaf
                             Ol' Barb Stab-You-Quick
                                   Twistback John, the Scoliosis Sufferer
                                            Senator Cletus Scoffpossum
                                                  50-Tooth Slim
                                                       Monk, the Monkey Man (which is to say: "the Man")
                                                   Cleatus T. Chillingsworth
                                             Finnish Jim
                                   Flemish Jim
                     Foreign Tomas, the Strangetalker
           "X," the Anonymous Man or Woman
     Irontrousers the Strong
Prostate Davey

Oooooohhh yeah, the guy is goooooooooood...his work is what inspired me to become a History Teacher.
             Also if you enjoyed any of this in the slightest you should check out Mr. Hodgman's 'Five Card Monty' it equals pure hysterics.  Unfortunately it is rather difficult to find on the interweb...I'm just one of the lucky people who possess a CD (or compact disk for those of you who don't remember) of Hodgman's audio recordings....I am so blessed...

            Why am I plugging John Hodgman so much tonight?  This I do not know....perhaps it is because of that highly enjoyable hour and a half of Pink Floyd I experienced earlier tonight (and I use the word EXPERIENCED for a reason, many people don't understand that Pink Flod is an experience, there is a reason the songs are fifteen minutes long....but that is a different subject for a different day...)


...John Hodgman....That is all....Live long and Prosper....

First Post of All Time....

Wow...this is kind of a big deal amigos....I should say something profound...
        Perhaps though blogging is more like a band-aid and I should just get it over with real quick-like....

...I use the (...) too much...I am addicted to those little spots...

             Perhaps I will tell a story...
                         Once a long time ago in an apartment far far away I sat down to make a blog...I'd wanted to for a while, after all my recent departure from the world of teens to the world of twenty somethings has made me a wiser and more contemplative person whose thoughts are worthy of internet notoriety....maybe....I turned on Star Wars brewed a cup of chamomile tea and sat down to blog...now my tea is cold and Leah is telling Hon that Luke is her brother and I am still struggling to write a blog...

              I have learned something from this experience: blogging is difficult...koodos all you dedicated funny ones (Cool Katie this refers to you)...I respect (and envy) your talents....

                          That is enough I think, I want to enjoy Aniken, Yoda and Obi Won's ghosts gettin' jiggy with the Ewoks....

...Live long and prosper...