As I have very short limbs and very limited gripping ability, I cannot usually #throw anything. However, I can use my legs to throw myself!
Oh right. That's called jumping. #vssdaily

I decided to nap in the editor's glove drawer. Couldn't do any harm once in a while, right? But when I tried to leave, I couldn't. Then, it got very loud for a while, and now the sky is different. Apparently, we went north.

Had a brief identity crisis with a field guide. Turns out I'm a ferret. You can't change your @, though. What a shame.

Never is such a limiting concept, which is why it is so useful. A well-placed #never can prevent all kinds of regret. On that note, I will never again eat a stinkbug. #vssdaily

There used to be three states of #matter. Then a bunch of smart people decided we needed more. Now there are four? Five? I'm living in the science section of a library at the moment, and I'm very confused. #vssdaily

Wanted something cool to drink the other day. Got woken up by hail that night. Tried to sleep the next day - hail again. At least I got that drink.

The editor just put blue cheese and ketchup on a hamburger, microwaved it, and ate it in one sitting. What is wrong with him, I may never know.

The editor is currently writing the paper in someone else's living room. I don't know where the living room's owner is. That has to be a little illegal, right?
(Don't ask how I'm watching him.)

If you came from the Conrad Post, you know that I am a weasel who snuck into the Post five years ago and messed with the paper. Since then, I wrote a couple articles. Recently, I was evicted, so I'm writing here. Feel free to keep tabs on my writing. Or go read more about the editor. I'll be here.