Day 45 : Bounce-Timbaland

Question: If you were an inanimate object, what would you likely be? I think i'd be a spoon. A lot of people find it amusing to imagine what sort of animal a person is most like, but I think it's much more amusing to imagine what sort of inanimate object a person is most like. I realized this when I started repeatedly drawing Hannah as a piece of toast. In my mind she will always be bread. Just something to think about.

Today is Friday, and thank goodness. TGIF, friends. Tonights gonna include fffff_____? What starts with an F? Fireworks! Franklin Roosevelt? French Fries, french toast. Got it. Fun! Tonights gonna include fun. So true.

Question: If you could adopt the exact appearance of any former or current president who's would you adopt? I think I would look just like Baberham Lincoln cuz heeza babe har har har har. No but seriously, I would look like Ulysses S. Grant because he had a bitchin beard. I was just kidding about Abe L. I just thought of a joke. Why was Lincoln elected? Because he was Abe L. and willing. HHAHAH oh my god. Killer. I really hope nobody has thought of that before me, because I'll feel like a big toolkit if it's somebody else's joke. John Quincy Adams looks like an asshole. I just thought of another joke. Why was John Adams so against having children? Because he was worried he would have Quints. Heyo!

Alright I better quit. Comedy hour is over--it should have never begun. Good day and Goodnight.

Listen to the Song of the Day: Bounce by Timbaland, it's sexy. Perfect for a Friday night.

"I owe you an explanation of an old man's mistake." APWBD

Day 44 : For Your Love-Yarbirds

Instead of prefacing this entry with a clever quote or idiomatic hyperbole, let me just say; Hello there. It's been too long.

I don't expect to earn the following that I saw this summer past. I doubt that I will be able to maintain daily posts and I promised myself that I would retire my habit of unreasonably promising to do so. That being said, I do hope to update the site regularly with the usual fables and college epics. I know that my more avid readers have been long depraved of my stories and are much worse off for it. Thus I shall continue narrating the deeds and adventures of a most heroic and legendary figure of history: yours truly, Calebot Kimbedroid.

I am older than I was when I began writing in this blog, but perhaps not much wiser. I enjoy most cupcakes, anything even remotely linked to Harry Potter, Robotics and Robots of the outmoded variety, and old classics like Mary Poppins. I dislike nose itches, loose pants coupled with tight underwear, tight pants with loose underwear, and rudeness.

I really enjoy making lists about my likes and dislikes--a practice I began early in my childhood. I suggest that everyone try this. It is really fantastic to look back and see how much or how little your preferences have changed. I also suggest taking lots of pictures and videos. Home videos are wonderful. I can't have enough of them. When I build my house, I will have a large room filled with tapes--footage of everyone in my life and all the strangers too. In the middle of this room I will have a television and a terribly comfortable couch. I don't even mind if this makes me seem creepy. I'd rather be freaky than not.

Song of the Day: For YOUR Love by Yarbirds. Delightful. Just dazzling.

"The shock of her desertion may have contributed to his early death - or perhaps he had simply never learned to feed himself." APWBD