Kris Takes Over my Blog – Toftie

And In the News Today

Kris — Tue, 08 Jun 2004 23:23:08 +0000

Well, my all-time favorite Secretary of the Treasury, Donald Regan, finally passed, or so I hear from the nuns on the bus. “He who signed the money” is perhaps as he’ll be known. Reuters is reporting that he died with love in his eyes, though for all I know, it might have been nickels or cigarettes. If he hadn’t dumped his first wife, Jane Wyman, maybe he would’ve garnered a third term. But now that he moved to Bhutan, the world may never know.

Some people have lately been asking me about my name. Well, I think I’ll tell you, because it’s better than eating pizza: “Katie” means one who Ks, as in “that Donald Regan, when he was in the gubment, he was such a Katie—I mean, did you see his socks?” I personally am not a Katie, except that’s my name, but I do like the fashion. Toft means “hillock.” Really, it does, you can look it up . . . I guess this means that I often K on the hillocks, though that’s not really true. I don’t ever go to the mountains, except when I fly over them, but usually I’m listening to Ani and Tori and reading Clive and thinking about Charles, so I don’t look at the hillocks. Or think about my name. I don’t know what K-ing is, by the way, except that Katies have good socks. Did you ever see Donald Regan’s?

Ok, tally-ho, cheers. I’m going to eat some sushi and watch Buffy and order room service.

Kisses,
Katie

You Should Really Change Your Password

kt — Fri, 28 May 2004 22:51:33 +0000

KB strikes again.

Narf, fart guy. Blurgh. Knifey

kt — Mon, 12 May 2003 16:58:29 +0000

Narf, fart guy. Blurgh. Knifey fire! What’s up, my moggas?

Now Katie’s turn:
I suppose I should edit this. But I think I’ll keep the original text that Kris put in here just for the memory of it. I leave tomorrow for Nebraska. I start off in Lincoln and then drive 5 and a half hours to Sidney. I think I may drive the 8 hours to Boulder on the weekend since it would only be three hours back to Sidney at that point. Otherwise I’m taking suggestions for Lincoln restaurants and activities.

Fun with Dictation

kt — Tue, 08 Apr 2003 22:31:37 +0000

Boorish Morton decided one sunny morning to go to the store and buy some whiskey for his wake-me-up spot o’ joe. Boorish Morton’s life, you see, was a never-ending cycle of stimulants and depressants, and finally, on this fateful morning, the ebbs and flows of this cycle merged into a single monolithic habit: alcoholized caffeine. What happened as a result of Boorish Morton’s liquid experimentation, (or, as we might say, dear readers, “abomination of nature”), is a story of staggering heights, dreadful lows, brushes with death, violence, fame, and fortune, and constitutes the most dramatic tale of our times.

Your turn, Katie.

Imposter

kt — Fri, 04 Apr 2003 18:05:22 +0000

My name is Katie, I like potatoes, and when I dance up in the air, I think fondly of the Care Bears. My name is Katie . . . do do do do do doooooo.

Never give out passwords

kt — Wed, 02 Apr 2003 04:02:29 +0000

I like beans, woo hoo hoo! I like beans, how ’bout you? Beans are an excellent source of protein.

Sad Sad Sad

kt — Tue, 04 Mar 2003 04:20:59 +0000

I do hereby proclaim Katie Toft dead dead dead to the blogging world. May Katie forever rest in peace, until that day she arises and proclaims her place on blogging’s royal throne… which is a real possibility, actually, given that Katie isn’t really dead, but is actually alive and faring moderately under the witness protection plan in Alliance, Nebraska. Katie should’ve never given me her password. We can all learn a lesson from this, kids.

Alrighty Then

kt — Fri, 31 Jan 2003 03:06:19 +0000

Katie is a big DORK!

Test Blog

kt — Wed, 15 Jan 2003 21:51:20 +0000

My name is Katie. I like to climb on things. Can I have a banana?