Slinky Red Thing
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In Black and White
On the Contrary...
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Ladies and gentlemen, it is with great pride that I now present to you (imagine a drum roll here) the second edition of the new and improved Slinky Red Thing! It's taken me a little while to update, and I agree with you that that sucks. But I'll be leaving for college on August 23, and I'm not sure how often I'll be able to update once I'm there, so get used to seeing the same things over and over again. I do, however, hope to meet nice college people who want to write for me, which would greatly improve the odds of me updating more often.

In Black & White has been changed slightly. Instead of being all links to unrelated sites, I've posted one of my own photographs, which links to an MSN Group where I've posted several other photos. Thanks to the lovely Dell company and its speed in delivering my new computer and printer/scanner/copier/fax, I was also able to upload the picture for the Variety page. My newfound love for Dell is currently expressed by a link. Chocolates seemed too much this early in the relationship.

The On The Contrary page, which is used for letters I may or may not end up getting at some point, will soon be home to a music video I'm creating to enter in a contest for ELLEgirl magazine. My old computer likes their site, so it allows me to upload pictures there, which are then used as the images for the video. My entry will be discarded from the contest as soon as the judges view it, though, because I am consicously not following the rules. I'm supposed to use only my own images, but since I don't have any of my own images, and since I'm also e-mailing a copy to President Bush, I've used mostly AP images. Political piece. I like it.

Enjoy this edition of Slinky Red Thing, and may the fleas of a thousand camels infest your armpits! Also remember that your feedback is always welcomed (see last page).

Quote of the Update:

"In my mind I had wavered between the bittersweet joy of seeing my mother name all the things I carried and loved and her futile hope that these things mattered. That a stranger who found a cartoon character eraser or a rock star button would report it to the police."

- The Lovely Bones, by Alice Sebold