My dad! He loves math.

Leah on the job. A sneak preview of the On Campus exclusive. Photos by Christina Murrey.

Postmodern malaise time!

It happened! Not forty minutes before I was to leave Arkansas did I get called liddle lady. Twice. I’m in love

There are several words I have noticed everywhere in Arkansas: Tradition. Pontiac. Crumb cake. Sissy. Just giving you a glimpse of the state’s cultural cache. Arkansas is great. I am staying in a duck-themed hotel next to a river market and an old slaves’ house. It’s kind of pretty here.

My classification system for my days in Texas, while good-intentioned, has really gotten out of hand. Obviously, there are not 373 days in a year, so sometime back there it should have switched over to Year 3, Day x. Who runs this thing??! It needs to get back on track. Is there a Weight Watchers for bloated classification systems? I smell a franchise opportunity.

Soon (tomorrow) I will be in Arkansas listening to the sweet timbre of Mike Huckabee’s voice speaking to a ballroom full of accredited journalists. Oh, blog. How far we have come! How far we have yet to go.

sad

hi hi hi

this is not leah this is hal. leah and my name can be merged together in a circle.

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one day we will get married and everyone is invited, but there is a dress code. it’s “pigeon chic,” in honor of the bride. our first two children will be named henry finnegan-hlavinka iv and leah hlavinka-finnegan jr. this is a running joke but i’m banking on it as a reality.

maybe hannah can date joey and leah can date me. WHOA J/K! i’m not drunk, but that’s usually an issue.

p.s. leah just got a hipster cyst.

Cousin Brigitte in vintage Obama, July 2003

Now for a new segment called “Minutiae Minute.”

The death of kurt cobain is back to haunt me in a big way. I really didn’t pay close enough attention when it happened, when i was eight years old. what a downer, much like the new firefox, which is an abberation! now for a product review: orbit “sangria fresca” gum. it’s good — fruity. ole (olay).