My brother and I dug out many (but not all-- some are still AWOL :/) of our old toys the other day, and scrapbullet wanted to see their epic adventures. So, here's morning!Anne with random Star Trek (mostly) toys!

( What follows is unspeakably silly. )

Well, my Christmas fic project is slightly on hold, simply because I'm a bit stumped for parts of it, so instead of posting it a bit at a time, I'll just post it all at once as soon as I finish it. Shouldn't be too long, I promise. :D

Anyways, this is actually my Christmas report/Tintin flail post. So! Christmas report first!

( Merry Christmas! )

This is the second Christmas decorations post. :D This one is mostly the nativity (including a giant hamster and Darth Vader), but also a couple wreaths and stockings and the like.

( Most people don't know how the Christmas story actually went down... )

Yaaay, we decorated for Christmas today! I'm gonna make three posts fuuuull of photos-- one for the tree, one for the other inside stuff, and tomorrow I'll make one of the outside stuff. I forgot to get photos while it was still light!

This post is gonna be the tree, evidence that my parents exist, and toooons of adorable Binx photos. No photos of ( Read more... )

My brother, John, made a random sentence generator, with words I helped think of. He let it loose. We got back a poem.

It is a work of art.

Tall Grass

A raccoon has poop.
My Wookie pimps tall grass.
My Wookie masticates kidneys.
The robot has tall grass.
A raccoon is tall grass.
The robot pimps poop.
A thunderstorm has salad dressing.
Your thunderstorm is ( Read more... )