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

Well, this time I have They Might Be Giants (English group this time, you don't have to run away) yelling at me. These guys are just great, but it's kind of hard to explain them... if you love them you know what I'm talking about, if you've never heard of them, all I can say is... "Istanbul, Not Constainople".

Yeah! I'll write an article on TMBG! Why didn't I think of that before? Oh, that's right, Dolphinius was going to write one. Well, he hasn’t, so I'm going to beat him to it! Muahaha!

Well, anyway, back on the original topic that never begun. I'm not looking forward to thanksgiving at all. I'm most thankful right now that I got a extra day out of school and God's still letting me and my friends and family live. I don't like thanksgiving because EVERYONE in my festering huge family has to come to *our* house. Why? Why must they come and disturb my humble hubble? As the oldest "kid" in the family (IE haven't moved out on my own) you would think that I could get just a tiny bit of say in whether or not the little two-ten year old monsters can rampage through my room and destroy all I hold dear. Bah. Call me a bah-humbug, but I don't like little kids. (mostly cause I remember how incredibly awful I was as a little kid ;P) Oh well, I'm thankful that there's always an ending to days. But... why my house?! (There was one time when we went somewhere else, thankfully) ARGH! Oh well, at least my Uncle Bob is coming with Hotmetal so I can finally resurrect my ideas for webpages, so there's another thing I'm thankful for.

Oh, by the way, I lied at the beginning. I've been playing Shinohara Tomoe's "Rainbow Ra Ra Ruu" all the time while writing this. AHAHA!

~Tracy, Activist against Crow-on-a-stick