Kingston has been so bored lately that he has begun getting into everything. Especially my face. In order to curb this face getting into business, I hung a “midnight crazy” on an elastic string from the ceiling. Hours of fun. And jingling. Hey, it keeps him from knocking everything off of the top of the fridge. This setup reminds me of those bouncing swings for babies that hand in doorways. Parents don’t want justice, they want quiet. Needless to say, my new system isn’t very quiet, what with the constant jingling and all.

In other news, Sweet Bread rediscovered the innernet!

I would post links to Little Miss Cotton’s new writings, but I’d have to spend most of my time doing that seeing as how she keeps churning out posts. If you want to try and keep up with her content, hit the subscribe button people. That’s what it’s there for. Regardless, she’s got new stuff up, so check it out.

Yesterday was thoroughly exciting. Well, not really. I started out the day by working on the postcards. Sticking return address labels, then outgoing address labels, then postage. Switch brain to autopilot and commence nap. After postcards I worked on packing up a couple of small orders. Then it was off to glazing. The next glazathon has begun. We fired the big kiln yesterday, so I know what I’m doing tomorrow. Grinding.

After glazing, I headed home for tutoring. Round after round of complementary angles, supplementary angles, and the first three trig functions. And a big bowl of ramen with a side of Start Trek. Then it was off to bed.

Today I’ve got to go to the bank for Jesus. Then it is back to glazing. Teacher Sis and I are supposed to run a few errands this evening in preparation for Word to Me’s birthday this weekend. Don’t worry, I’m sure I can still manage to get at least one episode of the Next Generation in before bedtime.

One last note before I leave you. Prince Jazzbo got a sort of reward from the universe yesterday. He goes to Larry’s pizza so often, and he orders this special pizza he created so often, that they’ve decided to put it on the menu. He has his own pizza on their menu. I thought that was pretty badass. Do you have your own pizza on a menu somewhere? I don’t think so. Unfortunately, it is not called the Prince Jazzbo. It is called “the kickin’ pepperoni” however and it will officially be on the menu not this Saturday, but next Saturday. The day that we will crush LSU.

That’s it for today. More soon. ~SC