11

Today is a special day: It's the 11th day of the 11th month of the year, and Hulk and Baby just gave each other a big hug at 11:11PM. Why? Because it's still their favorite number.

Hulk eats jelly beans (about 11 of them), Baby writes her candidacy exams (with the realization that she's just started her 12th year of postsecondary studies), and all of this adds up to the fact that the DVD Number 23 is on the coffee table still unwatched. Why unwatched? They work. Hulk races his bike. Baby races to meet her deadline. And the weekend ends in a sort of nondescript blur, next to a pile of Kant books, and about 1100 words left to write by tomorrow.

Adventures to come...in about three weeks when my exams are done, and the Christmas season pounces on us.