September 28, 2006 - 11:29 a.m.
In my masterpieces of British lit class, we're still on the Middle ages, so there's a lot of talk about King Arthur and the like. And I love that the first thing I think of when I hear anything about the Black Knight is "It's merely a flesh wound! I'll bite your bleedin' legs off!" And to celebrate, Amanda and I are playing hooky for the rest of the day, because it's just been that kind of week. So we're taking a picnic up into the mountains. Hooray for playing hooky!
