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Fat Tuesday
March 07, 2007

This week has already gone atypical. Yesterday, Abby was off school for President’s Day. Her being home while I’m “at work” left me with one of those feelings of a void day. It felt like Tuesday when it was happening, and I stressed out over how much I had to get done to complete the week. And then today, it’s like yesterday never happened since it’s Tuesday again, with the exception that a lot of the stuff I had needed to accomplish today is mysteriously already done.

This week is Abby’s Top Dog week at kindergarten. Every week, her class has a “Top Dog” who they profile. They get to bring in a show-and-tell item and talk about photos on their Top Dog poster.

The Incredible Disappearing Bob
March 06, 2007

Bob and Quinn at Cheeseburger CheeseburgerOver the summer, my friend Bob moved to Idaho. Or someplace.

A few years ago, we would spend every Saturday evening in Bob’s basement, around a table playing D&D. We’d play an assortment of games on the weekend, actually. Sometimes Bob would run the game, sometimes one of us.

Of Zombies and Faeries
March 05, 2007

I spent some time over the weekend drowning myself in faerie - again.

I’ve been having very strange dreams as a result of reading more of Neal Gaiman’s infuriating collection of short stories, Fragile Things. What’s so maddening? They all end improperly. They’re all perplexingly curiosity-inducing, and then yank the rug out from under you just as you round the corner to the end.

Invention Convention
February 24, 2007

Every year, Abby’s elementary school runs a kind of science fair with the purpose of inventing something new and useful. All grades can participate, and there isn’t any restriction against fanciful or impractical ideas.

This year’s convention was in the school gym, and hosted 85 participants. There were quite a lot of interesting ideas.