I think it may be time to officially retire the blog. It's no secret that I haven't been updating with the same enthusiasm or regularity as in the past. I think its time has passed. This blog has been mostly of the "what I did this weekend" or "talking about myself" variety. I never strongly believed that anyone cared what I did last weekend, it was mostly just nice to have a historical record. Like, oh, remember when I saw Flavor of Love for the first time?! I was totally appalled and yet loving it. Wow! I also may have exhausted my supply of clever anecdotes - at least the ones I'm prepared to discuss publicly. So, you know, all that's left are sad little Internet links that I could easily just email to the 5 people who read this blog. MSN Spaces, I think this is good-bye. Thanks for the memories.

Is it wrong that I'm enjoying Slate's coverage of the R. Kelly trial so much?

Today is all about recreating childhood. First, Chloe sent me a page with childhood photo reenactments.

And then I randomly came across a site where some Japanese people re-enact their childhood drawings. Wow.

I just took two “regional dialect” quizzes and got different yet wrong results from both.

With this one, I’m apparently from the Inland North:

You may think you speak "Standard English straight out of the dictionary" but when you step away from the Great Lakes you get asked annoying questions like "Are you from Wisconsin?" or "Are you from Chicago?" Chances are you call carbonated drinks "pop."

With this one, I scored a 65% Dixie (from the South).

I find this incredibly odd since I’ve never been anywhere near the Great Lakes or the South. And my parents were born and raised in Southern California. Maybe I should try again and try saying stuff out loud. That might help for a more accurate reading?