Now there’s a guy you don’t mess with. A guy with skills. “You know, like nunchuck skills, bow hunting skills, computer hacking skills. Girls only like guys who have great skills.”
If I remember correctly, that “Everlast” bag lasted for about one roundhouse kick; after that it was just so much fluff on the wind.
I’m just putting this here so the Internet is on blast: mess with the best, you die like the rest. — Shane Halbach
It was raining the other day when I picked Ollie up from summer camp, and we had a long walk home. He had a plastic bag so I said, “Should I wear this on my head?”
“Yes!” he said immediately. “It has a hole with a strap so you can put your face in it!” So I put it on. “You look like a knight!” he said.
We walked for about 20 minutes until we were almost home and then it stopped raining. “Should I talk my hat off?” I asked.
“Yes,” said Ollie. “You look goofy.”
Well thanks for telling me! WHAT HAPPENED TO LOOKING LIKE A BADASS KNIGHT?
Hey, ya’ll. You may have noticed a bit of a drop-off in posting here lately. Truth be told, I am having a bit of trouble staying on top of this. Turns out that babies are kind of a lot of work! Who knew? I find that when I do have time to work on things, my creative brain is just absolutely fried. So, apologies for the scarcity of posts, but also a heads up that this is likely to continue for the near future.
I’m giving myself permission for a mental health break, so I don’t have to feel guilty when I go for days without writing or blogging.
Thanks
-The Management
Some of you may remember by Evelyn’s heartfelt essay on why she should have a bunny Perhaps some of you were even persuaded yourselves.
She was earnest enough for us to go out and acquire a “trial rabbit”. Meet Oliver’s class rabbit, “Chocolate Cuddlewuddles”:
(Evelyn and Oliver made some houses and signs to welcome our new friend)
Yes, this poor rabbit is named Chocolate Cuddlewuddles, which is what happens when you have Kindergarteners vote on names (Evelyn has said she would have named him “Smore” which is infinitely better: both appropriate to his coloration, and a heck of a lot easier to say.
Evelyn is 100% in charge of the rabbit, and so far it is having the exact desired effect: “I don’t want to have a rabbit anymore,” she told us the other day. I don’t think it was the cleaning out of the cage every few days (though she is not really a fan) or the constant need to provide it with food (which I think she would just conveniently “forget” if we didn’t keep reminder her); I think he just makes her anxious.
She is constantly worried he’s going to get into something, or chew on something, and he maybe terrifies her a little bit. She does not like having to herd him back into his cage (spoiler: bunnies do not like to be hearded).
Chocolate Cuddlewuddles is a little more spirited than Gus was, and thus not *quite* as delightful to have around the house, but still overall much better than a cat. Just not better than not having a pet at all…
…oh yeah, except Sara who chose to honor our fallen heros apparently?
Shane Halbach 