3rd Edition, Febuary 5th, 2000
Hare–Raising Adventures has, by a b vote, won the
competition for the title of the Newsletter. There were three people surveyed.
Since I find it an acceptable title, it shall stay, I believe. It has been
awhile my last letter, for a number of reasons, one being the big rush of the
holidays, and my birthday, which was on January 21, but now I am writing, so,
without any more delay, I shall begin.
There isn’t anything that I can think of that happened in
the pre–Christmas season, other than the usual rushing around to get Christmas
stuff set up, buying presents, wrapping, hiding, and all that stuff, but on Christmas day,
Uncle John, Aunt Gail, and my cousins
Katelyn and Megan came over, and stayed for two days. Uncle David also came
over on Christmas day, but only for a couple of hours. Daniel also came back
from Johns Hopkins University, and brought his nice, fast, computer with lots
of game on it that we hadn’t played, and stayed until my birthday. His was a
leave taking with many tearful farewells — to his computer.
After Christmas, things started to pick up, and the pace
quickened, because school was starting up again, we all had dentist
appointments, and Dan had to visit the eye doctor and have three wisdom teeth
removed, so now he is only 25% as smart as he was, since most of his wisdom was
in the four teeth. Pete was having a surgery (or something) as a prelude to
braces (which he now has on the upper teeth). Another thing that was starting up
was The Master’s Academy of Fine Arts (A.K.A.
MasAd, MacAd, and
MAFiA — Master’s
Academy of Fine Arts [for those who don’t know me well enough, I was just
kidding]), so that meant I had calligraphy homework, and on Thursday mornings we
didn’t get any school done (I say this with bittersweet feelings).
Since my birthday, things have slowly gone back to the
daily grind, with Dan, the holidays, and the wild rush of after Christmas
tidbits gone. But still, even with such dull and dreary thing, we have managed
to spice up the long school days by taking advantage of all the small boons that
have been granted us. Take, for example, this wonderful snow. There are huge
amounts… and while it isn’t very good snowball/snow fort/sledding snow, it is
still snow, and a good start. Another classic example is when Uncle David’s
apartment lost all its heat and water, so he stayed the night at our house. It
is things like these that make my life interesting.
Here is some free advice… if you don’t have a (some)
guinea pig(s), I suggest you get one or more… they are worth it, although don’t
ask Mom if that is true — she is a pessimist through and through when it comes
to guinea pigs. Also, two great learning experiences in the art of patience
are baby sitting 1–6 small Korean children, in a small, confined space for an
hour and a half to (sometimes, but very rarely) two hours, and trying to make a rubber band
ball with 325 rubber bands on it. That was my last advice to the wise, wary, weary, and
*Here Endeth the Newsletter*