The Hoghead, hatted: And prepared for the krotchpunting.  He must be wearing the Green Boot.  Yes yes, he must. We can tell that your knee is laughing Samir, and we are not pleased.  Perhaps the Green Boot is destined for you?  Or perhaps, since you have obviously toiled under the (delicately embroidered, silk and linen, […]

Dear Diary, Not so much with the sunrise counting anymore.  The weather has been really really hot.  The stick-fighting got under way and I tried not to miss it all that much, and that seemed to work.  The heat probably helped convince me that abandoning my more martial hobby was a good idea, what with […]

Dear Diary, I finished my class prep for Early Period Arts and Sciences Day next week.  This one’s a killer: How to Be a Bad-Ass Bard in Three Easy StepsStep One: Be F’ing BrilliantStep Two: Be Really CharismaticStep Three: Work Your Ass OffIt worked for Etaine, it worked for Anubh, and it apparently works for […]

Dear Diary, The queens are dead.  Long live the Queen (o’ da Bog).  I am no longer covered in bees, though I am likely to continue murdering yellow jackets for at least the next two weeks.  Every day or so, assume that I’m lighting the ground on fire.  Ahem: “GROUND’S ON FIIIIIRE.” Today I set […]