when books go bad – the meeting or “Field Trip #2″

The guys were totally left alone to eat donuts and drink 7-up and peach juice. And draw comics. And generally run amok. An entire box (large) of timbits was consumed. Inhaled perhaps. And then cartooned, which will later be photographed. Orlando Bloom came. No really. Except he had way too long of hair. Maybe it [...]

when books go bad – the apology, part 2

Dear Readers, With regard to our most recent apology post we would like to extend a further apology (if we can, we’re not sure it’s grammatically possible) to Mr. Henry Schmuawfulofagus. His full name is, of course, Mr. Henry Schmuawfulofagus (AKA Princess Elixis). Again, we apologize for the repeated misspellings and omissions and assure you that [...]

when books go bad – the apology to Mr. Henry Schma??????????????

“When Books Go Bad” would like to extend a heartfelt apology to Mr. Henry Schmuawfulofagus, whose name has appeared incorrectly on our blog. We would like to point your attention to the proper spelling of “Schmuawfulofagus” and note, there IS a “U” after the “M.” We are uncertain how we could have made this error [...]

when books go bad – Meeting #3 or “Iguana” was so last week, keep up people!

Hello. That is all. No it’s not. We have to write a blog entry for each meeting. So basically whatever we say, she writes down. Like now. (You skipped that part when I was talking). We need to think of a new word. Last week was “iguana.” (Edited discussion about “Ebola” and contagious diseases). Okay, [...]

when books go bad – meeting #2

when books go bad – meeting #2 Hi Blog. Mark ran…I meant, wait. What’s that one? Where is that book? Where is the book? Where is the book?! No, he’s like I’ll jump up and eat you. Gobble you down like raw hamburger. Wait a second. Okay, wait. Oh gosh. No, it’s not in this [...]

when books go bad – the meeting

“Don’t touch me, I’m sterile.” Nobody mentioned there was going to be poison…but there was. So remember if you visit us, don’t eat the berries. Or the raisins. Because it’s like eating old people. Grandparents of grapes. It’s wrong. Please do not eat our pencils, we enjoy them very much. In particular, the new ones—Cadoozles. [...]