Paris Day 1

The flight was fairly uneventful for me. First, I finished Essay #1. Then, I watched the only episode of Buffy I haven't seen. For those curious, it was "Enemies," in Season 3. I accidentally skipped it when I stopped watching for a while and started up again and didn't bother going back because that was before I actually liked Angel and man did I want Season 3 to be over so I could get back to having Spike around. I also slept a lot. My Dad read a book about raising children. My mom and sister sat next to some US Marshals. My mom found out because the one next to her refused to move, which scared her until he showed her his badge. It was all very exciting. Also, the bathrooms in the airport in Paris had really pretty murals.

We shared a cab with some woman for reasons I don't entirely understand, but I think have to do with her being in a similar area and getting to the man who had been sent by the people who own our apartment to pick us up before we did. She was very nice, though. From South Africa. There was a lot of traffic. We got to our apartment, but the former occupants hadn't ditched yet. We left our suitcases and wandered off to find a cafe for breakfast. There were croissants and delicious hot chocolate, plus a cheese omelette and Elise got a long piece of bread with butter and jam. We had various fruit juices as well. Mine was grapefruit!

We still had time to kill, so we wandered down the street and looked at bookstores and fruit stands. There were some pricey but delicious looking cherries. Also, I learned how to say vampire in French! "Vampire." I believe it's pronounced "Vam-peer."

Then we wandered back to the hotel for internet/nap time. It was good. We had a bit more food and the parents left with Elise to visit the Rodin museum while Julia stayed home and slept and I worked on Essay #2. After that, it was dinner time. I liked the fish and had a delicious apple type desert. Dad got cheese. It was amazing.

And now it's time for more Essay #2 because if I don't finish it today, it will never be finished, followed by bed. See you tomorrow!

Pre-Flight Bloggage

I'm heading to Paris! I'm bringing my mother, father, and sisters with me! Not much to say so far. We got through security, no trouble, and we're waiting for our flight. I'm planning on doing work, sleeping, and hopefully reading on the flight. We'll see.

Anyway, wanted to tell everyone that this is the space to watch for future updates. Well, this blog in general. I have an RSS feed, did you know? Or you can just check back daily. I'll be updating to tell what we've been doing every day. So keep an eye out.

Wow, an actual post!

I wrote another superhero poem. Three, actually. A sonnet and two haikus. One of them originally was a Twitter post. Oh, twitter, how little I miss thee. I might still go back some day, I suppose.

Romantic Interest

By day I am a normal human girl.
You've seen me at the office, in the back.
By night I'm in a fully diff'rent world
When masked all evil's forces I attack.

And no, you've never seen me in the night.
I've seen you, though, and saved you once or twice.
But on you walked. You thought that all was right.
You'll never see the grime and crime and vice.

I wish I could just tell you all this stuff!
Perhaps you'd see me then in night and day.
I wouldn't need to run when things got rough.
But honestly, I know what you would say.

"This 'superhero' thing? It isn't real!"
It is. I am. Don't tell me how to feel.


And the haikus:

Pants:

Best part of having
the house to myself: pants are
fully optional.

Origins:

I fell in a pit
of radioactive waste.
I'm dead, not super.

Happy July 4th!

To celebrate, have the preamble to the constitution as only Shatner can read it!

Funny Face Friday #1!

In yet another devious plot to keep my blog active and alliterative, I've added another event! Every Friday, you get some sort of funny face, whether it's a photo, a drawing, or, as is this case, a comic book panel.

 

This is possibly my favorite Wolverine panel ever. It comes from Ms. Marvel #40, a comic which also boasts some of the best Deadpool I've read in a while.

Metaphor Monday #2

Metaphor Monday was such a hit last week that I'm doing it again this week! Which I'd been planning on doing anyway. Which is good because I'm still not sure what constitutes a hit in a blog with... what, 8 readers? I love you guys!




Literary analysis is like ping pong. You take a sentence or a phrase or an idea and bounce it around, trying to get it over all obstacles and keep it on the table. Occasionally, you miss entirely and it rolls under the stairs, or ends up in the cat litter. Ironically, those are the papers teachers tend to grade highest.

Metaphor Monday #1

In the interest of actually putting interesting things on this blog, I've decided to start a new weekly item. Every Monday, I will post a metaphor. It will probably be strange, and I will probably stretch it far past the breaking points because it is fun to do things like that to metaphors! Plus, I like alliteration.

So, for the first ever Metaphor Monday!

Courage is like pancakes because the more you have, the taller you stand. Also, I hear courage tastes delicious with syrup and fresh blueberries.