Benji and I go to storytime at libraries and bookstores about three times a week; he seems to like the parallel play with other toddlers and preschoolers. In particular, his favorite storytime is one at a Henrico library that has about 10-15 kids and — and this is of course very importat — a bubble machine. When we were at that library's storytime last week, they mentioned that this week's storytime was going to be moved to Tuesday (today) at 10:30, and that Elmo and Big Bird would be there. As Benji is a bit of an Elmo fan, we decided to go visit Elmo this morning. When we got to the library, ten minutes early, the parking lot that has probably 50 legal spots had 70 cars parked in it, and there were another 15 cars driving around the lot desparately trying to find a space to park. [Insert Elmo's laugh here.] Since I'm quite sure there's nowhere in the library that can hold 70+ parents and at least that many children, Benji and I thought it was best to go Elmoless today.
--- Handbell composing update.
I now have 19 pieces published or accepted for publication. Yay me. And there is potentially some very big news that I'll be announcing in the next few weeks, but since I'm still in the stage of "we are very interested" rather than "we're sending you a contract to sign," I'm going to hold on any announcement for right now.
i sincerely do not know what you are doing here. are you lost? were you
looking for your delicate calico cat, and did you follow her up two flights of stairs
to this room? she is not here. she was here, yes. we gave her a warm bowl of milk, we talked with her about campaign finance reform for a time, and then she bid us good day. i believe she was
going to the post office two blocks down, but i don't quite recall.
for surely you did
not find your way from prinsiana, the least traveled site on
the internet. if you did, though, perhaps you are looking for humor. perhaps you are looking for profundity. perhaps you are looking for answers.
i'm sorry, but you shall go naught-for-three.
