h2g2 The Hitchhiker's Guide to the Galaxy: Earth Edition

Of course, now I've no idea what to say

Well, you could comment on the usage of the word reasonable in a modern day and age. Hmm, theres a thought, want to do a dual entry on precisely that? "Reasonable: An Extended Definition" or something along those lines?

That sounds like it would take thought, and I've been a bit braindead for... I'm not really sure how long now. Probably due to the braindeadness

But seriously, I'm not really that great at writing *shrug*

Piffle, Ill start it when I get bored and you can throw stuff at it. The Guide needs expansion and you seem wise enough to make it worthwhile! Not good at writing?? Pft!

Wise? Me?

Sure, where is not the wisdom in your actions hereabouts? Particularly in yoir...er..that thing that you do...what is it again?

I'm just surprised you think I'm wise, seeing as how I'm a Thingite

Pft, a specialist sort of wisdom them not encumbered by your obvious shortcomings

If I were so wise, I'd beable to figure out how to get my daughter to continue with potty training instead of being stuck with knowing that she knows how, and that it's a matter of her paying attention to how she feels (in other words, she's at the point where it's all up to her) Heck, if I were wise, I could've written something comprehensible

Made sense to me
I got potty trained by accidently being encouraaged to show people the reult in my little bowl. They had to hide their disgust and clap to encourage me

Either you got told that story many many times as you were growing up, or else you're a *lot* younger than me

Hehe, I was indeed. The family also like to do the "weeing in ear" story, or the lovely one where I vomited on a priest.

Those are some good hooks there...

Steal them, write horror novels, make a mint
Tell me one of your baby stories...

Baby stories as in stories of me as a baby, or stories of my baby?

Well, preferably one of your fine self , which will make me giggle. But if none spring to mind your own child will do

Well, I've only one of me, part own remembrance, mostly told to me.

I was 2, almost 3 (this happened the day before my mom married my stepdad, which was 1 month before my birthday). I owned a 'Wonder Horse'--if you have no idea what that is, picture a in a framework on springs. I could get on by myself, but the only way I could get off unassisted was to climb off over the (hard plastic) tail. This one day, I was getting off as usual, and the tail came up and took my upper left incisor with it. Since it was bleeding rather copiously, I insisted on Bactine and a band-aid, and got quite angry when I didn't get them

Aww, you lump! Why do I get the feeling you were a very experienced accident prone child? Did you ever get teh tooth put back? Your smile must be entertaining if not

The permanent tooth came in on schedule

My aunt tells me that, as a bright 4-year-old missing a tooth, people assumed I was a small, slow 6 or 7-year-old.

Oh dear, I get assumed that even as recently as last week. Is very embarrassing to explain I am in fact eight
Do people consider you have a lovely smile?