Something's Different

In the desert, flowers are popping up like...well, like wildflowers.

And over here at the ol' blog, I've been tweaking things little bit (or a lot).


The Bling Out Your Blog class really gave me some useful and fun information, as you can see.

Because Moo is a Real Artist and actually gets paid to do artistic things, and because she is a busy person, the blog currently reflects my doodly style instead of her amazing skills (check out her art by clicking the link at the top of the page).

You'll probably see other changes around here, now that I'm getting a better handle on how to make backgrounds, edit html, and lots of other things that will make our blog even more personalized and all around Better.

If some of the changes are particularly good: let us know. If something really isn't working: let us know.

And if you want to score some of these mad skills for yourself, be sure to check in on this web site to find out when the next class is.

Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows Trailer

November is so far away....

Jack Handy's Deep Thoughts

In case you find yourself stuck in AP English (or elsewhere) and in need of a little lightheartedness:

"I think a good product would be "Baby Duck Hat." It's a fake baby duck, which you strap on top of your head. Then you go swimming underwater until you find a mommy duck and her babies, and you join them. Then all of the sudden, you stand up out of the water and roar like Godzilla. Man those ducks really take off! Also Baby Duck Hat is good for parties."


"I wish outer space guys would conquer the Earth and make people their pets, because I'd like to have one of those little beds with my name on it."


"If the Vikings were around today, they would probably be amazed at how much glow-in-the-dark stuff we have, and how we take so much of it for granted."


"If trees could scream, would we be so cavalier about cutting them down? We might, if they screamed all the time, for no good reason."


"If they ever come up with a swashbuckling School, I think one of the courses should be Laughing, Then Jumping Off Something."


"If you ever fall off the Sears Tower, just go real limp, because maybe you'll look like a dummy and people will try to catch you because, hey, free dummy."

Vanishing Cream

Now THIS backs the "Potions for Muggles" part of Henley's Twentieth Century Formulas Processes and Trade Secrets. Ladies and Gents-- really, truly Vanishing Cream: 

(Being a cream, a skin softener and a powder, combined in one.)
Precipitated chalk.....1 part
Glycerine..................1 part
Zinc sterate...............1 part
Oil rose geranium.....sufficient


The powders are first to be intimately mixed together. The glycerine is to be diluted with an equal amount of water and the whole rubbed together most thoroughly. While the rubbing is being done, the perfume is to be added, gradually, a little at a time. Eight drops of oil rose geranium to each three ounces of the cream is the proper amount of perfume to use. (pg. 248)


Stay tuned for:
"Eucalyptus Bonbons for Colds and Coughs"
"Berge's Blasting Powder"
"Theater Rouge"
       &
"Coloring Electric-Light Bulbs and Globes"

Moo
Comment suggestion: leave us the possible instructions and guarantees that would follow this recipe if it really were
honest-to-goodness vanishing cream.

For Someone's Birthday Today Who's Name Starts With L....

He's Not a Pirate

The Rock's high school mascot is a Marauder.

 The Rock in his Marauder shirt after a bike ride.  

Note that I am lounging in the truck, sneaking this picture of 

him through the backseat window

When we feel like arguing, we choose as our theme: Marauders are/are not the same as pirates. 

This is a fun subject for discussion because it's mostly irrelevant but lends itself to statements that can be said with great conviction and fervor, not to mention a pretty high coolness factor because like ninjas, pirates are cool guys to talk about.

But, since we don't usually feel like arguing, quite a long time lapses between the mention of the Marauder mascot, and I forget that it even exists.

So the other day The Rock did something, I don't remember what, maybe he ate the last of the Easter candy or made a snide comment about how I kick him when I'm sleeping--whatever it was, I replied that he only thought/said such things because he was a no good pirate.

Instead of laughing as I expected, he gave me a very serious look and said, "No.  I am a marauder."

--Lu

110 Dozen Doughnuts

A group in town did a fundraiser last week by selling Krispy Kreme doughnuts.  This was a fantastic plan for many reasons, most of which are along the lines of, "Krispy Kreme doughnuts are yummy and taste good and make my tummy happy."  But another one of the Good Reasons to engage in this fundraiser was that it meant I got to go and pick up all the doughnuts.

See how prettily they stacked in the back of my car?

(No, that's not all 110 dozen, the rest are in my trunk.)

All the way home I kept hoping that if I were going to be pulled over by a cop, that day would be the day.  Because s/he would come to my window and I would politely say, "Hello Officer.  Would you care for a doughnut?"

And if the officer had any kind of sense of humor we would have had a good chuckle.  And if not, well, I had plenty of consolation doughnuts to eat all the rest of the way home. 

Win-win situation if there ever was one.
--Lu