Hulk's Blog Race

Hulk & Baby are having a blog race right now. Hulk can't type so well and as he hears the tipppy-tappy from Baby's paws, he fears his defeat is imminent.

H&B have been homeworking, Baby on her prrrrrrms (poems for those of you unfamiliar with our language) and Hulk on the peculiarities of clinical thought, the spleen and well....Filosophical Foolishness From Frenchies (TM). Baby got distracted and started listening to poet man used to be a Fraggle dude from Canada making silly voice noises. This was incompatible with Hulk's reading....and here we are. Drag racing through the blogosphere. Woowoo!!!!!

Baby has pointed out that it is time for tea and a ghost story from the library book H&B got tonight with Piggie.

Hulk hopes he can fall asleep better tonight than last night. The robot beckons at all hours and is a loyal but troublesome companion. Hulk drinks a remarkable amount of espresso....

Tomorrow Hulk pedals his bike and goes to his sleepy class up at the BigScarySchoolhouse. Baby has to drive the Big Blue Box up to the airport (Scareport!) to pick up a Very Important Famous Special Writer Lady (TM) as part of her fancy University job. She worries over the American highways, Hulk reassures her and gives her sneaky directions. No problem, Baby is uncommonly good at being sneaky.

Now Hulk wants to read what Baby wrote so off he goes. Sleep and tea are calling anyhow.

Good night, moon.

-n&c-

And did you know that H&B like the hip-hop?

Whatcha gon' do wit' all dem words?
All dem words inside yo' blog.
I'ma git-git-git git you.... well, anyway. You get the idea.

....(Whumpa, whumpa)...Whatcha gon' do wit' all dat mess?.....(whumpa...)