Eden M. Kennedy has acted impulsively in ways she now regrets.

And now it's Day Two

And now it's Day Two

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Part of my evil plan in offering drawings in exchange for donations to Charity Water and the Red Cross was to get myself drawing again. I used to draw a lot; in fact, my old sketch books are half diary, half whimsical expressions of my whirling inner vortexes. But part of the whole Camp Mighty thing is to write a life list and then open yourself up to the magical forces that will magnetically draw the things you wrote on your list toward you. So the other day I started a list, and the first thing on the list is REMEMBER HOW YOU USED TO LIKE TO DRAW? YOU ONLY GET BETTER IF YOU PRACTICE, NUMBSKULL. And then I got my idea to exchange drawings for donations, and then you people began to donate! And now I'm forced to draw pictures for you! You are helping me achieve the first goal on my list! This life list stuff is magical. I'm almost afraid to put anything else on it. I might actually end up with my pet skunk flying a helicopter with Martin Starr's face painted on the side. (Note to self: Keep dream journal separate from life list.) Here's a lady who looks like she's made out of wood:

So, thank you. If you're still interested in donating, all the info is here and the PayPal button is here:

Also, if you're not sure what to do with all your leftover Halloween candy, or you want to keep your kid from eating the rest of their haul today, Hulk has a brilliant tip for you.

What will happen on Day Three?

Of course I'm doing NaBloPoMo

Of course I'm doing NaBloPoMo

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