Casey Shevin

Casey Shevin, an avid reader of my weblog, is currently in my room. She has asked (been begged on bended knee) to contribute something ("anything Casey...oh please!.... Write anything! I beg of thee") to my reading audience:

*The italicized portions of the above statement are my "corrections" to the telling of the events in question...

Since this is a weblog about Jen Paul I should probably write something about Jen Paul herself. Lets see...sometimes I think that Jen Paul must have been an interesting five year old. Let us imagine a day in the life of jen paul...

First of all I imagine one of two scenarios: either Jen had A LOT of my little ponies, which I imagine she liked sanitize with wipes after other children had used them, or she had things like trucks and soccer balls ... not to say you can't have both. But I think in this case it is a likely either or situation. She probably liked frosted flakes of fruitloops for breakfast, milked drained out, and sugar added. She was so hopped up on sugar all the time that her mother bought her a N64 to play with. She would then probably retire for a nice nap, after her mom read her some sort of mystery story like encyclopedia brown. Jen probably watched things such as fraggle rock, reading rainbow, and power rangers. She probably had a jean jacket and wore stirrup pants. And had red hair, in braids, or pigtails...really really red hair.