tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-79033521666348181492011-07-31T00:27:27.750-07:005AMfrenchtoastnoreply@blogger.comBlogger21100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7903352166634818149.post-1996399411481804112008-01-09T13:46:00.000-08:002010-05-13T21:18:12.678-07:00There has been a lot of death this year.<br /><br />Several of my favorite authors, people I know...<br /><br />It's strange. And awful.<br /><br />It's been no one close to me, but still...<br /><br />You never know what's going to happen, to yourself, or the people you care about.<br /><br />I could get on a soapbox and say "blah blah blah appreciate your family blah blah blah do everything to the fullest so be sure that blah blah blah no regrets, etc." But I'm not gonna.<br /><br />Instead, I am going to draw a mustachio on a post-it note and wear it! Then I will cackle and do many great evil deeds. For such is my coping mechanism..<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_ai0UiuT2bI4/R4VCVKijctI/AAAAAAAAAAg/XjNdZyjeUhw/s1600-h/mustachio22.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 228px; height: 218px;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_ai0UiuT2bI4/R4VCVKijctI/AAAAAAAAAAg/XjNdZyjeUhw/s320/mustachio22.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5153598279969370834" border="0" /></a><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7903352166634818149-199639941148180411?l=5amfrenchtoast.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>5AMfrenchtoastnoreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7903352166634818149.post-22118657771896116302007-06-25T15:34:00.000-07:002010-05-06T15:55:46.537-07:00Hello,<br /><br />I am (removed!), and this is the beginning of a grand new blog. I have another one, but it's just got too much baggage, you know? Entries that date back to 10<span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1">th</span> grade. Lots of meh. Some clever little gems here and there, but that's how it goes.<br /><br />Besides, I need a new blog for all those rabid fans I'm going to have, those drooling millions scourging the <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2">Internet</span> for the slightest scrap of my delicious wordplay. Right?<br /><br />See, I'm funny too. Ha. So Funny.<br /><br /><span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3">Hmmm</span>, a little bit about myself.<br /><br />Well, when I was a small child, a pack of <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4">velociraptors</span> stole me from my family. They tried to eat me, but I ate their leader instead after beating him at a game of riddles (dinosaurs LOVE riddles) and then I became the Alpha male.<br /><br />We became a merry band of thieves, stealing from the mean and ugly, giving to my college savings. After a decade or so of adventures, I said my goodbyes, naming my successor, and came to Dominican University. I decided to become an English major, because at the time I only spoke <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5">pidge</span>-<span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6">Parseltongue</span> (<span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7">velociraptor</span> dialect, of course). I picked up the English language during orientation, and quickly became <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8">eloquent</span>. I guess I just had a knack for it. I took a semester of Japanese, it didn't stick as well. Too bad.<br /><br />Now I'm working on grad school, getting my writing career going, and otherwise doing my best to be awesome all the time.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7903352166634818149-2211865777189611630?l=5amfrenchtoast.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>5AMfrenchtoastnoreply@blogger.com0