The Frank Funny Farm

baby pygmy hippo!! dear santa... ben says we can't get one because it will get too big, but it's a pygmy hippo. and we have a big back yard, plenty of room to put in a small pool, so really it'll be fine. plus, if you bring me a lil' pygmy hippo then he'll have no choice. i mean, we couldn't exactly take it to the pound. plus he'll be totally unable to resist the adorablenessocity. and, LOOK AT HOW CUTE SHE IS!!! i'll bet lil' baby hippo would get along great will hayley and buckley. they'll have the bestest times splashing around and fighting over hippo treats and chasing squirrels. so yeah, no worries. you just put that lil' hippo in your bag and leave her under our tree. well, i mean, my parents' tree because we'll be there, but you know that. i'm so excited!! buckley and hayley are also looking forward to their new sibling with much joy. tell the elves and the reindeer hello for us. and thanks!

sincerely,

megan, hayley, and buckley frank (and ben too, he just won't admit it)

Tags: adorable, baby hippo!, want

i stumbled upon this link. it's a long page, but dare i say worth reading for its hilarity. and don't miss the footnotes. it's from what appears to be BBCs version of wikipedia. i got to this page because i was looking at recipe that included pumpkin and it said something about using your pumpkins before they turn into vampires. that phrase was hyperlinked, so of course i clicked on it. here's a lil teaser for you: Non-Human Vampires

The traditions of the Roma further complicate matters, as the blood-drinking Indian goddess Kali is still revered as Sara, or 'Black Cally'. Roma folklore says that animals and objects can become vampires quite as easily as humans. For instance, any tools left outdoors under a full moon or not used for three years become animated and attack their owners to drink their blood. Even pumpkins and watermelons can be affected, if they are touched by the light of the full moon or kept after Christmas. However, they do not have teeth and are thus more a nuisance than a danger, being restricted to rolling around the house, growling at its inhabitants. They can be got rid of by boiling in holy water and then scrubbing with a broom, which must subsequently be burned.

Tags: BBC, hilarity, vampires

a wednesday, to be exact. but we are sort of waking up to a different world, even though he won't take office until january. i must say, i'm pretty excited for a lot of reasons. one, i woke up (way too early after going to bed way too late) to a sense of settled optimism. not to mention the joy that all this election crap is over. i have no doubts had the election turned out differently, i would feel trepidatious, disappointed and sad. (though i am completely disheartened that california said yes to prop 8). as far as the future president though, i have to say it does give me hope, to borrow a rote word. it gives me hope that at least over half the people in this country voted for someone who wasn't an old white man. i'm certain that among those who didn't vote for him there are multitudes who didn't care what color his skin is either. growing up where i did, i wasn't sure i would ever see that happen. it's comforting, in that wide-eyed, smiley under a warm blanket sort of way. and i'm heartbroken that his grandmother didn't live to see it. but beyond that, i really do think obama will be a good president, and i'm fairly certain that the rest of the world feels a lot better about our country today than they did yesterday. that in and of itself is something to cheer for. the only thing i do wonder about with a slight disquiet is those charming mccain/palin fans who seemed to foster such an irrational hatred for obama. watching mccain's (great, i thought) concession speech last night, ben and i were just shaking our heads listening to the crowd there. today is the day to get back to being americans, living in purple states. whomever you voted for and for whatever reasons, remember God (or your Higher Power of choice) is still in charge. of the whole freakin' universe. for me, and my delightful laundry-doing benjamin (how hot is it when you come home from class to folded clean laundry and dirty laundry being washed? very hot i tell you.) country first is not the answer. God is first, then family and friends. then (for me at least, can't speak for ben on his one) it's people in need, any people, anywhere, any kind of need. if you can help someone, do you first see if his/her political, religious and general life views agree with yours? i don't. i'm pretty sure when Jesus said love everyone he meant EVERYONE. yeah, i wanna change the world, but for me the world includes the lil corner in which i live. it's us, not the president, who can fix things. so start sweeping. (ooh, was that socialist? dare i say a bit marxist? yeah. he was a smart guy, read him). and recycle already dagnabit. ok, i myself kinda wanna vomit after all that happy schmappy positive entreaty-ness, and that would end badly since there's nothing but coffee in me, and i really need to keep that there. but i do mean it, and i needed to say it. now. happy humpday and enjoy the lack of campaign coverage. and if you're like us, maybe it's time to take down those halloween decorations.

Tags: americans, election, president obama

we got dressed up and we went and hunted zombies and, and, and we came back and took silly pictures. on halloween, we did all this. and more. yay! and now, pictorial proof.*

*halloween blog, as dictacted to megan by ben.

and now, for a wee bit more detail perhaps. we did in fact get dressed up, ben before he went to work even. he was a psycho lumberjack. i didn't have to work, other than at home all day stressing me lil brain to produce an essay. i stopped that around 5 to begin making myself into what the general consensus seemed to call the angel of death. something tells me the angel of death doesn't have as much trouble as i did getting ready to go out. first the hairspray bottle said no you cannot have hairspray, i shall not squirt it on you. so i had to pour it into an empty spray bottle we had hanging around for cleaning products. that is NOT the way you want to use hairspray, lemme tell you. so after i got my hair issues resolved and moved onto my face, i learned my rad awesome eyelashes were in cahoots with the hairspray. no sticking. none at all. since they were my basic plan for my face looking cool, i had to just wing it. these things made us later getting to carey's for the pre-zombie hunt gathering than ben would have liked. oh well. we still made it for one halloween car bomb, which is an irish car bomb in halloween glasses and shot glasses. then we went downtown and met the rest of our peoples for the scavenger hunt. we apparently finished fourth out of 6, so we did not win any lame prizes. but we did run around downtown for three hours, which allowed for some interesting people watching (especially since nine inch nails was playing). oh and dan, dearest dan, whom we love to make fun of for being single with four cats, actually bought the "crazy cat lady" costume and wore it around, bringing much joy to myself and pretty much anyone else who saw him. ben and i saw it whilst halloween shopping and of course sent him a picture of it because we're evil. it's a pink bathrobe with cat heads and tails all over it, and a cat headband, which had a head in the front, four legs and a tail. and apparently it's a great outfit for picking up middle aged women. anyway, we hung out at the bar where the zombie hunt ended for a bit, then went to keith and laurie's for a fire, which was created from a pallet that may or may not have been stolen from kroger. then we came home and took these silly pictures and then i took a shower and we went to bed. and yes, i did have amazing bed head the next day.

Tags: angel of death, halloween, pictures, psycho lumberjack, zombie hunt