One of the things that I want to do before I die is write a book.
The thing about books is that they’re really long. And anything that is longer than a blog post is typically too long for me (that’s what she said, of course).
Another problem is that books typically require a plot, and I’m really bad at developing a plot. Or at least a good one.
One of the coolest things about my 4-year-old nephew, which I suppose is something that applies to all children, is his unwavering devotion to the things he loves. Namely, Cars 2 and Thomas the Tank Engine.
Especially Thomas, though. The engines that work and reside at the Island of Sodor are like crack to the kid. He simply can’t get enough.
He owns all of the trains and plays with them constantly, setting up their wooden tracks, but often going “off-road” with them all throughout the living room. There are many, many engines that reside in the Thomas the Tank Engine universe, and as such, he has many, many toys.
They are thirty-dollar pieces of wood with wheels on the bottom and a face painted on the front to complete the anthropomorphic process. Aside from the fact that some are painted different colors, they all look exactly the same. The only way to tell them apart is by turning them over to read the name of the train, which is written on the underside.
Unless, of course, you are my nephew.
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Also, Happy New Year. I’ll have you know that I can already cross one of the things off of my list of resolutions:
Eat a pizza.
It’s on, 2013. It’s on.