Random is as random does.
In Case You Were Wondering:
(Yeah, Vonnie—you got me)
Sarah’s Spirit Couch
Judge me all you want, but let’s call a spud a spud.
‘Cause “spud” is fun to say.
Spud, spud, spud, spud, spud, spud, squid, spud, spud, spud, spud, spud . . .
Mathematical Brain Owies
Yes, this is cool.
No, I can’t even.
How to Bring Out That Vein in Your Beloved’s Forehead
Look, you can see their heart beating,
right above their beautiful, bulging eyes,
just for you . . .
Now, THIS is Math I Can Get Behind
So to speak.
This had Janie on the floor laughing.
I’m expecting a call from her leadership camp any minute now.
In other news, I’ve stopped assembling Thursday posts with my headphones on . . .
(Dang it, Kev—quit undermining my parental authority)
Ice, Ice Baby:
Marty Ray-–who reminds me of my BIL in more than one way—is a true magician.
Behold, for he hath performed the miracle of the age:
Wondering about the hidden squid?
It’s in here somewhere.
Go back and look—I’ll wait.