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Oh man.
School days approacheth. I be a weary Grad student soon.So I am stumbling through Threadless.com trying to pick out a funny shirt when I figured I should just come here and ask yall's opinion.
I like these, but I am open to other suggestions.
So the other day I was strolling through a graveyard, these things I do, when I stumbled upon this interesting section of grave markers. It made me wonder what kind of grave marker I would want if I weren't having my ashes scattered in the wind. What would I want it to say?
Your loving wife, Marvin? Aged 27 years?
Cowboy Jesus? (Check the boots)Is it safe to come back out of hiding? I had to disappear for awhile as I was in a great deal of danger. You see I seemed to have been stalked by something called laziness. It just came out of nowhere and chased me for about three weeks. But I think its gone now.
Hopefully only my good and loyal readers remain. I only liked them anyway. You that is, loyal reader.
What finally got rid of laziness? Well let's just say my life is back on track and I am going back to school. Graduate school. I know, I know, you are impressed. I am too. Now I am finally going to be a Master. Master Beabo. And I expect you all to call me such.
Also I've been writing this summer. My first novel is getting closer to being done. I have about 70,000 words written. All of them are not very good, but hey them's the breaks. I figure that was a practice. My next novel I am quite excited about and I think everyone else will be too.
I've read 57 books this summer. Which may be more books than I've ever read ever. I loved having a summer off and finally reading what I've always wanted to. It was way more educating than school but you don't get a degree for reading books. Oh well.
Anyway, hopefully I have ditched laziness for good. See you all later.
Today marks the anniversary of Robert Todd Lincoln's death. Now why is this interesting I hear you ask. Well, the reason is, and some of you may already be aware of this, is that that Robert Todd Lincoln is Abraham Lincoln's son. This is not the only notable thing about the man. What intrigues me, and others and some of you I am sure, is the man's curse and connection with death. Robert Todd Lincoln was present or very nearby during three of our president's assassinations.
1. He was invited to attend the Ford Theater on April 14th, 1865, where his father was assassinated.
2. He was at the Sixth Street Train Station when James Garfield was shot on July 2nd, 1881 by Charles Guiteau. (Former member of Oneida: a religious sex cult later turned into tea pot makers.)
3. He was at the Pan-American Exposition on September 6th, 1901 when William McKinley was shot.
Enjoy your history lesson of the day.
(In another odd turn of events for a man whose life seemed ruled by coincidence, he was once saved from near death by Edwin Booth, the brother of John Wilkes Booth who shot Robby's daddy. Odd but true.)
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