For all things Tooks, and some things, er, relating to other people. As well as to other things. You get the picture.

23 May 2007

Femme fatale

My sister is blond (or blonde, if you're feeling francais). See for yourselves:


A blond(e) Ruderman? The gods must be crazy.

Also, I graduated. Sort of. I walked. Now I actually have to finish the degree. While I look for a job where they pay me money to teach in a school.

But nevermind that. I now have a blond(e) sister. I got it made.

Get cracking on summer courses with me,


05 May 2007

Holy mackanoly--it's been, like, forever.

A quick post, then, so I don't hurt myself (I'm way out of shape):

Cat's talking to her dad, and she reminds him that my parents will be staying in the same b&b as her parents for graduation in a few weeks. And they'll be staying on the same floor. And sharing a bathroom, she says.

"Bring matches," she tells him. "Bring matches."


Sage advice from a beautiful woman. What more could you want?

Contemplate potential parental awkwardness with me,