for my creative writing group next Tuesday. I usually write better with an assignment, so here's the deal: give me a word that I have to use in my piece.
At 6:02 this evening, I will be arriving at my Old Testament Poetry class, but I will pause to drink a sip of tea from my thermos in honor of the mole. Mr. Peterson has retired, but I'd like to think that today he'll put on his suit coat and attach stuffed moles to it with velcro, just like the old days.
Let's test to see if anyone still checks this blog. I wouldn't expect you to (I've stopped checking gondorneedsnoking) but the first person to comment on this post wins a prize!