Friends, Romans, countrymen, lend me your ears. (quick, name that play! winner gets a free hug and kiss.)
So, as many of you may or may not be aware, I'm coming up on COMPS. To each lawyer, his bar exam. To each doctor, her whatever the hell that big test is called. To each historian, the all-powerful, ever-dreaded, comprehensive qualifying examination and oral defense. Otherwise known, of course, as COMPS. It's a nice onomatopoetic term, actually, since it sounds like CHOMP, and that's what it's taking out of my soul.
Mine are looming close before me now, with my essays due on May 10, and my oral defense coming on the 27th of May. Which brings me to my point. Blogging is fun. I love the challenge and joy of writing something every day, sharing my stories, pictures, joys and public humiliations. But I need help.
Some days, I just ain't got the time, and it's only going to get worse from here on out. On most days, I can swing it, but there are those times when I'd love to just copy, paste, and post. So here's your big chance. Got a joke you've been longing to tell? A photograph you'd like to show people? A funny story about this one time, at band camp? A bomb-proof potluck recipe? A favorite memory? A poem you wrote? A cool factoid you wish more people knew? Somebody you're proud of that you think deserves a shout-out? An anecdote that will cause me much personal embarrassment?
Email them to me, and some morning soon, when I'm staring at the 12 books I need to read that day, I'll copy, paste, and post. You'll be doing me a huge favor, and brightening the day of the silly cats who actually read this blog that day. And that, of course, is the main goal of this blog enterprise. Brightening days, making people laugh. Or sniffle. Or burp.
So my apologies for the mundane and (dare I say it?) boring nature of this post. To make it up to you, here's a funny picture.
Cookie, Schwupna: don't hate me cause you're beautiful.