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imafuturistYou know, I listened to the podcasts and still wasn't expecting this. Squirrels. And rum. You could share that rum, you know. Grease the wheels to get things moving...
And now I'm talking to squirrels. I've hit a certain point in my life I never quite saw coming.
This is Tony Stark--the new and best one--here to bring you your news for the day. Try to contain your joy, folks. Over at the school there was a class on cakes where they all had to decorate a cake to represent themselves. You know, that sounds like something you'd do on a corporate retreat. I avoid those exercises whenever possible and so should you, kids. Mad Kings & Queens talked about crazies through history--wholesome. Very wholesome. Anyway, they introduced themselves and probably had fun with it all. And Thor--hey, Thor! If you're deigning to listen to the talking technology box, that is. I'm kidding, I'm kidding. He could fold me like a pretzel. And attractive pretzel, but still a pretzel. Anyway, he taught about modern myths. I certainly hope Cap made the list of them.
In the dorms, Cassandra got to work on weight training. Flick--that's a real name? Alright then--told her she was uptight and negative. He's a ladykiller, our Flick. Kathy also showed up to catch up with Flick about how Isabelle's mom hates him. Ah, trouble in paradise. Been there. Cassandra was very interested in the yoga Kathy was doing before Kathy offered to teach her some.
Amy watched a documentary about writers when Travis arrived to ask about TV, finding religion, Austin strange, and her old high school. Trust me, no one needs to learn more about Texas. Not even Austin.
Over in town, the mayor was playing Sim City 2000. Well. I guess it has nostalgia value. At the Magic Box--oh yeah, magic--Elsa was reading up on ghosts. Which I don't want to deal with. So let's not. Anders stopped in to be upset about being a TA for someone without hands and to let Elsa know to keep an eye out for Cassandra. Who might be his ex. Who knows with kids these days? Over at Book Haven, Alana was reading romance novels when Hanna stopped in for Dusk and Barry Plodder. I can only hope Alana did her part to discourage the first series. Also, books on being an adult. Pretty sure step one is paying taxes. Or talking about taxes. I don't know. I have an accountant for that.
On the streets, Roland was playing Beach Boys and attracting cats. I can only think the innuendo that brings to mind because I'm a teacher now. But I'm thinking it really hard. At MHA, Atticus was taking down his Christmas decorations while Bob watched. And was deeply impressed by the amount and variety of cursing. I would be too if I hadn't lived with Thor for a while. But his are just adorable and quaint. Odin's Beard. Seriously. And finally, there is a date at the Sushi Station between Sia and Four. Go, Four. You dog, you. Though the discussion turned to roasted gremlin. Which. Moodkiller much? We need to work on your game, Four.
And that is all I have, folks. Try not to pine for me when I'm gone. Because, let's be honest, with this place's track record, another will show up the moment I leave.
And now I'm talking to squirrels. I've hit a certain point in my life I never quite saw coming.
This is Tony Stark--the new and best one--here to bring you your news for the day. Try to contain your joy, folks. Over at the school there was a class on cakes where they all had to decorate a cake to represent themselves. You know, that sounds like something you'd do on a corporate retreat. I avoid those exercises whenever possible and so should you, kids. Mad Kings & Queens talked about crazies through history--wholesome. Very wholesome. Anyway, they introduced themselves and probably had fun with it all. And Thor--hey, Thor! If you're deigning to listen to the talking technology box, that is. I'm kidding, I'm kidding. He could fold me like a pretzel. And attractive pretzel, but still a pretzel. Anyway, he taught about modern myths. I certainly hope Cap made the list of them.
In the dorms, Cassandra got to work on weight training. Flick--that's a real name? Alright then--told her she was uptight and negative. He's a ladykiller, our Flick. Kathy also showed up to catch up with Flick about how Isabelle's mom hates him. Ah, trouble in paradise. Been there. Cassandra was very interested in the yoga Kathy was doing before Kathy offered to teach her some.
Amy watched a documentary about writers when Travis arrived to ask about TV, finding religion, Austin strange, and her old high school. Trust me, no one needs to learn more about Texas. Not even Austin.
Over in town, the mayor was playing Sim City 2000. Well. I guess it has nostalgia value. At the Magic Box--oh yeah, magic--Elsa was reading up on ghosts. Which I don't want to deal with. So let's not. Anders stopped in to be upset about being a TA for someone without hands and to let Elsa know to keep an eye out for Cassandra. Who might be his ex. Who knows with kids these days? Over at Book Haven, Alana was reading romance novels when Hanna stopped in for Dusk and Barry Plodder. I can only hope Alana did her part to discourage the first series. Also, books on being an adult. Pretty sure step one is paying taxes. Or talking about taxes. I don't know. I have an accountant for that.
On the streets, Roland was playing Beach Boys and attracting cats. I can only think the innuendo that brings to mind because I'm a teacher now. But I'm thinking it really hard. At MHA, Atticus was taking down his Christmas decorations while Bob watched. And was deeply impressed by the amount and variety of cursing. I would be too if I hadn't lived with Thor for a while. But his are just adorable and quaint. Odin's Beard. Seriously. And finally, there is a date at the Sushi Station between Sia and Four. Go, Four. You dog, you. Though the discussion turned to roasted gremlin. Which. Moodkiller much? We need to work on your game, Four.
And that is all I have, folks. Try not to pine for me when I'm gone. Because, let's be honest, with this place's track record, another will show up the moment I leave.