v2, d21: Did so post

We're playing host this weekend to my sister-in-law Julie, and yesterday was a full day as it was, so I didn't get a chance to sit down to blog until after bedtime. As such, my blog from yesterday is on the laptop, and I'll post it tomorrow. All about our spontaneous zoo trip during yesterday's mini-monsoon. Good times!

First Little Foxes rehearsal was yesterday. First Alice Now! rehearsal is tomorrow. Very long month ahead of me. I'm absolutely looking forward to the work. Not looking forward to the fatigue nor the lack of family time over the next month. Would appreciate prayers on both fronts.

Let's see, what else?

I don't know if I've mentioned this on here before, but story time has become an important part of Robbie's bedtime routine. During this time, Robbie sits on my lap on the floor of his bedroom with the lights off, and I make up a story on the spot and tell it to him. They're very short, and they're usually pretty boring, but I try to involve elements that he's familiar with or fond of (for example, stories about a little boy named Robbie, or stories featuring Spider-Man, skyscrapers, excavators, or something we did together the day before) so he really loves them because he finds them relateable.

Before nap time today, I asked Robbie if we could take turns sharing stories, which means I got to hear what my son has picked up about the fine craft of storytelling over the past month or so. Here's what I got:

"Once upon a time, there was a digger and an excavator, and they were working, and the workers dug a hole, and then it was night time, so they went home and had dinner and rested. The next morning, they went to work, and they had to dig a BIIIIG hole, so the machines dug a big hole."

Not too bad.

Hey, I just saw a commercial about how my Census is making my neighborhood a better place. Cute commercial. I guess that's one way to try to sell your little Census, Government...

By the way, I think those of us who filled out our Census forms and sent them back within two or three days ought to get something for our compliance. A cash bonus, maybe. Or some hockey tickets. Or a Cedric plush toy. Or a ball. I dunno, something.

v2, d16: Priority filler

Sent off the census today to Cedric. (Seriously? No comments on Cedric the Census Centaur??)

The census was very disappointing. The government now knows that three people live in my house and when our birthdays are.

We'd better get a freaking card.

Oh, and they know we're white. Thus ends Census 2010.

Anyway.

Tonight I have to do some real writing, so I'm afraid blogging falls by the wayside. Please enjoy the following music until I return.

v2, d15: Quick, while I'm still coherent!

I'm going to go ahead and post my blog now, during my lunch break, because I got about 3.5 hours of sleep last night and I may no longer be capable of stringing together words into sentences by the next chance I get to sit down and write.

Apparently, U.S. Census forms are now out in the mail. I can't tell you how excited I am about this. I hope the form is long and complicated. I love taking surveys. I especially love taking surveys that are actually used for something (a research project, say, instead of just a facebook 'Have you ever' survey). When people call to do phone surveys, I actually stay on the line more often than not.

I matter!

In college, part of my General Psychology grade included participating in a certain number of experiments that upperclassmen were doing for their advanced research projects. Loved it. One of them involved taking a survey, watching an episode of COPS, and then taking the same survey again. I think they were trying to determine if I felt more violent after watching COPS, but I don't remember.

For the record, I generally love violence. I wonder if that'll be on the Census?

I think the Census ought to have a mascot. People generally respond better to things that have mascots. (If that question is on the Census, as it should be, I'll make sure to let the government know that) I'm thinking Cedric, the Census Centaur.

"Hile, legal citizen! I am Cedric, the Census Centaur! We centaurs can read the future in the stars, yet we cannot discern your annual income without your cooperation!"

Think about it, the government. Call me back. I'll sell it to you for fifteen grand.

Seriously, though, folks, make sure you fill out your census and send it back. According to Yahoo!, they're going to send someone to your house if you don't.

Hm...I smell a romantic comedy in there somewhere...