Asymptomatic

There are these creatures that live under my porch, and up until yesterday, they were quite friendly with me.

When I first noticed them, I thought that someone had dropped a sack of potatoes near the walkway to the front door. They were each about the size of a potato, with brown mottled skin, not unlike the textrue of a potato. They had very small eyes that were entirely pupil sunk into their noseless faces. Each had a pair of twig-like legs and arms, and some of them carried twigs sharpened into potato-people-sized spears. They seemed altogether shocked when I happened upon them.

I had come home early from work for a reason that now seems wholly insignificant, and found several of these creatures hopping out from under my porch and making strange gesticulations toward the mums in the planter with their spears. They were apparently involved in quite a heated argument, otherwise they might have noticed me pull into the driveway and scattered, leaving me none the wiser....

Before we moved into the house that I still live in, we lived in a half-double next to the paper mill on Logan Avenue.

One of the best things about the house on Logan was the large parking lot in which the trucks used to park their trailers between the loading and unloading of recycled paper. My brother and I used to ride our bikes around the lot with other kids in our neighborhood, circling the trailers. For a gift I was given a bicycle odometer to keep track of the many miles that I pedaled around that asphalt lot.

There was also a weighing station, and if you looked in the booth that was attached to the truck-sized scale, you could see a red LED gauge of how many tons your bike weighed. A certain truck had once dropped a large bundle of colored paper chits that were likely due to be recycled. We found these pieces near the scale, assigned them all some value, and called them "Moon Money". more

A hastily-written paper for my acting class on the play (musical) that we had to see. It was either this or Ten Little Indians, and this was sooner.

I had the opportunity to review the West Chester University Theater's presentation of You're a Good Man Charlie Brown on Saturday, July 8th. This production reinterprets the characters of Charles M. Shulz into a two-act musical, featuring in-character songs by each of the famous characters in Shulz's Sunday comic strips. Throughout the musical, the actors bring to life the characters and their all-too familiar skits. Presented in the thrust theater of the E.O. Bull Center, the stage presented some interesting challenges to the actors and stage crew. more

It was a curious day when Abby's mommy came home from work and found Abby slithering around under the kitchen table.

Abby's tongue flicked back and forth across her lips quickly. Either she was thinking very hard or was just about to snack on something very delicious. She quietly looked up at Mommy without blinking.

"You must be a snake," Mommy said as she looked down at her under the table, "because you're slithering around under my kitchen table."...

Create a writing schedule for the next three weeks. Start with five minutes per day. Add five minutes to every writing session. Note on your schedule how you're doing.

I started this entry a long time ago based on a magazine that Mom got me to help inspire my writing. In the magazine was a calendar with a writing idea for each day. I've used a few things out of it, but after a couple of weeks, I didn't go back to it. I don't think I've done too poorly without it. more