TUESDAY, 23 MAY, 2000, PHILADELPHIA

The other day, Mordantia Bat called me “Terminally French.” Mon dieu! I’m not precisely sure what she meant by it, but I like it. I like it a lot. Je l’aime beaucoup! And I think I may attempt to live up to such lofty nomenclature. For the rest of the week, I will be throwing in random French phrases and clichés whether or not they are à propos or even à l’oubliette. Or maybe even au jus! The important thing is not to make sense, but to keep ‘em comin’. N’est-ce pas? Qui a vous vous de la maintenant? Kay, that didn’t make much sense, but it sounds très très! I hope to schedule many many meetings this week so I can practice my new charming skill and say things like, “If no one has anything else to add, puis, on va dejeuner alors!” People love that. By the way, I don’t know if y’all have noticed, or if you ne don’t care pas or whatever, but these stupid Fambly Cirkus rip-offs do sometimes, generally, vaguely, parfois, try to have something to do with the subject matter of the rest of the page. C’est vrai! Que je suis une tortilla grande! Du får kyssa mig nu älskling.