Just got back from the Pocket Sandwich Theatre, where the St. Mark's "Creative Writing" class put on a coffee house of original poetry and short stories. Quite impressive! I was quite glad Matt invited me -- it was a fun experience. Most of the writings were hilarious, including Matt's Zen of ice cream (with spontaneous haiku), a guy's chronicle of an effort to say "I love you", and another boy's story of a man-eating giant. Huzzah!

Flail Count: 2. Adequate, but with room for improvement. "Flail" is such a versatile word!

I wish Hockaday would do something like that. And I wish I were taking Creative Writing. Too much fun.