Voulez-vous parler avec moi?
I've finally sucked it up and found myself some French lessons. Well, really, they found me, via Crabby Corp-sponsored lunchtime tutoring sessions. Crabby Corp being what it is, the sessions are only partly sponsored, so I'll be out a couple of hundred dollars - worth it if I can regain my proficiency. I signed up for the intermediate sessions, but the tutor, after a preliminary phone interview with me, said "Ah, mais vous êtes avancée!" I'm very nervous and anxious and shy and I'm dreading the whole thing now. I feel like I'm running through a muddy field in the rain and I'm not wearing any clothes. Zut alors!

Something else I know nothing about
I attended a breakfast book event this morning, only because I knew nothing of the subject and thought that I should. The book seems very interesting, and the pastries were yummy, thank you very much.

It's just lunch money. Cough it up.
Tomorrow is Lunch Money Day. Just do it.

And one last thing
Shouldn't the spell checker on Blogger recognize the word "blog?" Just wondering.