You know what I just realized?

I can make my own bialys.

Dude. This will so seriously revolutionize my life. Now, my own oven doesn't work, so, Jenn? Hope you don't mind me camping out in your house. Now that it's summer, prime baking time is... uh... approximately 3am. Hope that's okay with you!

Aw! I'm in the Advance!

Chocolate-frosted devil's food cake inspired some. Wooden hoop games lured others. And lyrical poetry swayed another contingent.

But for Connie Baker of Stapleton there was only one can't-miss reason for swinging by the Staten Island Historical Society's 150th birthday party.

"The hay jumping," she said. "That's the entirety of it. Everything else is inconsequential."

Yup. That's what I said all right. Except that I believe I invoked the phrase "big pile of hay" several times.

And Ana and the baby get a no-name mention as well. Go read.

Speaking of being Neopianly obsessed...

I am now offically at the bottom of the Stamp Album high scores list. Go me! Only 60 58 stamps (coins/shells/coconuts) left until I get a trophy!

Oooooooh.... *eyes light up*

And people are always getting on me for spinning Ana and all...

Lookit, lookit, look at this! Babies who are spun around in spinny chairs have better mobile skills than those that aren't, according to this one study.

Isn't that the coolest thing you have ever heard? Isn't it?

Spinning. It's good for what ails you. It really is!

So, apparently, face-blindness runs in families.

I would never have guessed that. No, really!

*smacks sarcasm filter*

Sorry 'bout that.