Shotgun Post

Yesterday I turned in my term paper for Rhetorical Theory. It was eight pages long. The assignment called for fifteen. So on one hand, I only turned in about half of what I was supposed to, but on the other hand, at least they were eight poorly written pages.

Speaking of writing, the Colonel recently approached me about co-authoring a novel with him. I was really excited until I remembered that fiction writing isn't at all like blog writing, in that fiction writing requires actual skill. In other words, I won't be able to count on stupid pictures, links, or George Lucas jokes to bail me out of a crappy sentence.

I saw Apocolypto last weekend. Go out and see it right now. It's awesome because it's different than everything else out there. It's not like all those other wussy movies that don't have crazy people on top of enormous pyramids, punting severed heads down the steps.

I shaved off my little chin beard today, because I decided College Writing teachers don't have little chin beards - they have sprawling, gnarled, Jolly Ranchers-stuck-in-the-hair beards. I can't wait. (Although right now I look eerily like the Hermit.)

I got my Wii by the way. The Jilb and I broke down and ordered one off ebay a few days after the OdyssWii. It is, of course, the sole reason for my lack of posting. The main culprit has been the new Zelda game, which was almost the best game I've ever played, until - about 80% into it - I ran into a glitch that wouldn't let me continue past that point. After all that time and term paper-neglecting, I wasn't even allowed to finish the stupid game. I was so mad, I almost pulled a Doug Downs on my controller.

Oh, and for those of you who haven't found out yet, the Jilb and I are having a baby. The little tiny baby will be due right around the birthday of little tiny Penny. Some people have been asking what we're gonna name it. I thought I had a good one until I found out my uncle Dan already had dibs on the name "Bucket." So I'm back to square one.