Hola! This is just another one of my very fickle impulses and as I'm sure you can imagine, this will be a very short-lived thing. Any-who, as long as I'm here I might as well post something; hense the purpose of a blog I suppose. Yesterday afternoon was very pleasant, I dropped by Mrs. Tenney's room, as per usual, with Keri. Surprisingly, the wait wasn't was long as the norm. Besides, Keri and I occupied our time by dramatically reincating the prompts in one of her many prompt books. Such as "As the girl peered out her window she glimpsed a mysterious blue lion vanishing into the ominous forest. " or "A struggling artist finds himself temporarily inspired after commiting random acts of violence." We did one prompt but both Keri and I were brain dead so we kind of just sat there staring blankly at our sheet of paper wondering what was for dinner. Mrs. Tenney was as vibrant was ever, though. "I would bathe in silence," she said, quoting a line from one of her stories "if there was a tub big enough."