Todae is Marerthon Day in Boston!!!

Musashi Sez:

So todae is Patriots Daye and the dae we celerbrate the Marerthon in Boston!! Woo woo!! Mom sez that it look like 30,000 people is gonna run past our house, an she also suspect taht about 10,000 drunk colledge stoodints is gonna walk irregularly past our house also, yellin things like, "Yooo kin do it!" an also "Yay yooo!" She sez this perdiction is comin from her past experience. I blieve her. Mostly. I mean seriusly, 30,000??

But meanwhile I has been sleepin on the compyuter chair of inspiraytshun. I has been gettin in touch wift my myooz an waitin fer her to show up. Then Mom kicks me off the chair, sayin, "Musash-kin, you gotta gets some exersize!" an then we plays soccer wift the ping pong balls.

Fer thos of yu whoo don't know, Musash-kin is the Russian diminyootiv fer Musashi, an it means that she likes me, which I kinda knew becuz she allus gets up an feeeds me when I pats her on the face at like 4:30 or 5:25 or 6:12 or 7:31 or 8:76 or whatever.

She bougted some noo shooz today and letted me smell them. They smelled kinda weird, not normal like her feets smell after a long day of work. But I guess she might be wanting a change. Meanwhile, we are watching the Buffy reruns togethr. I suspect she want me to pertect her if them vampyrz com in at night, becuz I am watchamacallit, oh yeah, nocturnal.

The Writr Problem of Butt to Chair

Musashi Sez:

So I ben tryin to writ mor, an I has two problems with this. First is that is SPRING!!!! So I has to run across the partmint VERYFAST!!! And then turn aroun and run VERYFAST!!! in the opperzit direkshun!!! This can take alot of time.

The othr problem is that when I sit in Mom's comfy capyuter chair to type, I falls asleep. These two things meen that I hasn't been doin much writin lately. Also, I has to catch the red dot!!!

That Annoyin Tutch Typin Thing

Musashi Sez:

So I hav been tryin verree hard to writ my blog lik Mom does, altho she has a grate advantidg over me on account of her Posable Thums. I has a veree hard tim typin, whereas she just tippity-taps away lik it is easy or somethin.

I has LOTSA stuffs to say, but when I sit down on the keyboard, all of my ideers runs away. Mom sez I needs mor self-dissaplinn, but mostly I think whut I really needs is a typin class.

LEAP! Day!

Musashi Sez:

So aftr mai short foray into fikshun over the summer, I has deciderayted to consintrayt on my strengfts: joornulizm, tellin it lik it akshully is. I was goin to do this yestrdae, but I spent so much time LEAPING!!! everwher that I not had time to akshully writ about the LEAPING!!!

See, Mom tolded me about the calender, which is the big flappy thing on the wall in the baftroom wift all the piktchurs of her college on it. Turns out, fer some reason she cudn't explayn too gud, every four years, they adds a day to the calender, and we gets an extra dae fer exercizin. So we played wift the BRAND NOO LAZR POINTR!!! An I was LEAPIN an runnin aroun like a crazypants persin!!!

An then I hads to nap, cuz I was tierd. i am pretty shur that if you missed yer chance yestrdae, you cul probably spend som time tomorrer LEAPIN! It is gud fer yu.

Mai Writer Blok Has Winned

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Musashi Sez:

So, I has finally given up on my pirate storee, cuz not onlee has I not gots a middul, I not even gots a ending, which mai mom ALWAYS has when she givs up on her novels. I has EMBRACED my writer blok in a Tru Feline Way (TFW), which is to say that I has scratched it to deaft. I will eventchooly return to writin NotFiction, after I has done enugf of that swoonin and swearin and genrally bein unlovable that writer-types do aftr their novels fail.

Then, I will get bak to that whol, just opinionatering thing that I was doin so well when I was jes a kitten what did not know what was not possibul.

Chaptr Ten

Captain Morgashi paced the deck of his ship, The Scarlet Panther. He was in a troubled mood. All the plans were in place both here and back in Lundun, but he wasn’t feeling gud about either of them. Somthin was sure to go wrong. He had sent the men out to make a big noise in town, or rather, several big noises. They had kazoos and everthing.

Then the captain put on his schnauzer disguise and sneaked on board one of the big Navy ships to listen in sekret to the sailors talking as they swabbed the deck.

"I can't beleev that Commodore St. Wiffinton is makin us wash the deck wift water," says one.

"Wull, you did climb up that sail wift yer claws, Joe, when yu had the crazies yesterdae."

Morgashi left them to their icky task and went to listen to the petty offislers whu was lookin at a map.

"No doubt about it. When those dread pirates come after us, we is goin to whup their butts."

"George, does we have a shnauzer on our crew?"

Morgashi sneaked off the ship before anybody else cud notice him.

Chaptr Nyn

Meanwhil, bak in England, the king was getting cranky. He knew that his birftdae party was gonna be expensive, especially cuz of all that fansee importid cocoa, but he had expected his tax gathererers to be more efficient in gatherin the taxes. So he thort and thort about it an finally he asksed his Exchequer (who is the guy who writ the king's cheques) fer som advices.

The Exchequer recommended sendin out privateers to steel money from the French boats, an account of France not bein friends wift the English at taht time. The king was perty happy wift this idear, so he gave the order and then went back to playing checkers wift himself (which he did mainly becaus that was the only way he could be shur to win).