Broken Links

wow. it’s been over three whole hours since i found an excuse
to do this instead of doing something else. A-M-A-Z-I-N-G!

wrote the report on the fascinating broken links. checked all the pdfs
on the site for the logo, and added
lots of cute graphics to the latest lessons (my favorite is the goose
on the Mother
Goose lesson. i mean, how could you not like a goose? well, actually,
now that i think of it, you could not like a goose. when
my younger brother was three, my grandmother had some geese penned up
behind the barn and when no one was watching, Noel was apparently doing
some animal behavior study. he came running, crying loudly, but wouldn’t
tell us what was wrong. when we finally calmed him down, he tells us,
"goose bite my finger." i guess in these instances, one might
have good reason not to like a goose. but really, a little goose never
hurt anyone.)

hmm, eric has written that he’s reading this. hmm. i fear that he stands
before his computer in the Dwight
D. Eisenhower Statuary Stance (TM) scowling. he’s probably just getting
jealous of rich though. as soon as i return to writing about him, he’ll
be ok.

oops. my officemate just asked what i’m working on "because you’re
typing like a mad woman," she says. um. guess that’s a sign to get
back to work, before she finds out what i’m really working on.