Today is my brother Ian’s birthday! Happy birthday, Ian! Ian is no longer a teenager, and if hewere predictable he’d probably stop stealing people’s lawn ornaments now. Ian is anything butpredictable, though, so he may or may not continue stealing lawn ornaments. He’s amadman!
(I’d link you to his website there, but he currently has a beautifully written and really sweetpiece about me on his front page and I’m too embarrassed. Remind me again another time. It’s a neatsite, and has dinosaurs and spacemen.)
More ways in which the world is a wonderful place: Ken blew me a new fishbowl! Out ofglass! Ken can do anything. The bowl is huge and perfect, and Idaho tends to get lost in itand do backflips. Were I to spontaneously develop gills, I think I’d move in next to him.
ALSO! As you may have noticed from the link above, Ken finally obeyed my
