MaeLyn's Musings

While Steven was out on a bike ride yesterday, he came across this amusing story: Once upon a time... There was a potato named Kevin. Kevin was going to Mars and he needed to get ready. First he ate some greens to get healthy. Then Kevin packed his suitcase. Unfortunately Kevin was so excited he dropped his suitcase in a hole. Oh No!! Instead of his suitcase, Kevin decided to carry his things in his sombrero. Now Kevin was ready to go! He went to go get in his rocket, but it was broken. So Kevin decided to walk. So Kevin walked. But as he walked through Louisiana, there was a light and Kevin was abducted by aliens. Thankfully the aliens lived on Mars! The aliens liked Kevin, but Kevin would turn into French Fries if he stayed too long so the aliens gave him a new suitcase filled with Martian gifts and sent him back. The End (author unknown, but assumed to live in the house where the story began)

"We're living in momentous times, Garion. The events of a thousand years and more have all focused on these very days. The world, I'm told, is like that. Centuries pass when nothing happens, and then in a few short years events of such tremendous importance take place that the world is never the same again." "I think that if I had my choice, I'd prefer one of those quiet centuries," Garion said glumly. "Oh, no," Silk said, his lips drawing back in a ferret-like grin. "Now's the time to be alive-to see it all happen, to be a part of it. That makes the blood race, and each breath is an adventure." (Eddings, David. Pawn of Prophecy , New York: Del Rey, 1982) Hannah has been home for a week now. Tomorrow John will have been home for a week. Although we have already been in quarantine for a couple weeks now, it is looking like that quarantine will last for the next month or so. This morning, CPR reported "Colorado is approac...