Noodles

::::I am so lame. I honestly have good intentions towards blogging often. I even come up with good topics and interesting things to say about them. I just get distracted, a lot. And sometimes I find that the written word is not my best medium, and that can be disheartening. Recently I've had praise heaped upon me for being "hilarious" and awesome in all manner of conversation and story telling situations (unsolicited praise mind you). However, I find myself often at a loss as how to turn my verbal prowess into witty blog fodder. How do you translate the inflections, expressions, cadence, mimicry, sound effects, and nuance of a captivating performance into a paragraph that will give the reader exactly what you were intending to feed them?

Maybe I'm just not a very good writer, hey?

::::I think a low-carb diet seems to overlook the fact that many of us are alive today because of noodles.

::::I tend to oscillate between different projects. This week I have been organizing and reorganizing all of my genealogical information. I've also been poking around online looking for some new leads for the more trying and mysterious branches of my family tree. Nothing promising had turned up yet, and I've acknowledged that my next step will involve the (probably) tedious task of tracking down the documents that will provide verification for my ancestry. Not that I mind, of course, there is a secret, highly nerdy delight with each new discovery, and who knows what will turn up in the course of my research.

::::Forty days, give or take, until moving day. I've reached the point where I'm starting to get excited about the move. Not about the actual, physical lugging boxes and furniture up and down steps at the height of the August heat and humidity, but the getting a new place and arranging all my stuff therein.

I am *so* bribing people with pizza and beer to help me move.