Today was my birthday. (Some of you noticed. Thanks! I never remember anyone's birthday, because I am a bad person.) I am 39. That's old. I can feel the cold breath of Mortality on the back of my neck, but I don't think I aged much when I was traveling around the world or when I was a ranger either, so that should put me at an immature 35, which ( Read more... )

Finn's newest word:

"lint"

I'll leave it to you to decide what this means about his educational environment.