tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1297297758242179856.post6061235627141426158..comments2023-06-09T08:06:49.459-05:00Comments on I, Splotchy: Welcome to the ProtoblogSplotchyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15427992716600704581noreply@blogger.comBlogger7125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1297297758242179856.post-8835728668488283402008-02-11T12:04:00.000-06:002008-02-11T12:04:00.000-06:00Like Fran, I'm a little wigged that in 1982, Splot...Like Fran, I'm a little wigged that in 1982, Splotchy was in 6th grade, and I was a junior in high school. <BR/><BR/>It could've been a May-December romance!dguzmanhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01811101661607351661noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1297297758242179856.post-14687809726448807192008-02-10T09:17:00.000-06:002008-02-10T09:17:00.000-06:00More trombone!More trombone!Dalehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10769930056412752986noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1297297758242179856.post-36555525763394061442008-02-09T21:16:00.000-06:002008-02-09T21:16:00.000-06:00I am still marveling over the fact that when Splot...I am still marveling over the fact that when Splotchy was in the 6th grade, I was out of college for 3 years.Franhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07181529277715646835noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1297297758242179856.post-19454809677879738622008-02-09T11:45:00.000-06:002008-02-09T11:45:00.000-06:00Am I the only one who finds it disturbing that you...Am I the only one who finds it disturbing that you have your grade 6 journals still? You must have endless storage space somewhere.Barbara Bruederlinhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14476249934930666695noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1297297758242179856.post-48232279805878793902008-02-09T09:59:00.000-06:002008-02-09T09:59:00.000-06:00OMFG- This is priceless, and opens my mind up to ...OMFG- This is priceless, and opens my mind up to a whole new world of blog topics. I will be sure to one day acquire from my mother the essay I wrote in fourth grade about "The Three Things I Hate," in which I listed goats, boys and when my brother embarrassingly rolled his hotwheels into the mall fountain where my mother worked. I brilliantly segued from the paragraph about goats to boys by saying some boys are goats, and listed my teacher in the list of the boys I hated. I got an A on the darn thing. (And, I no longer hate boys.) I look forward to your 6th grade doodles, oh the foreshadowing.Freida Beehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11489663202315694313noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1297297758242179856.post-57398396928129894342008-02-09T09:46:00.000-06:002008-02-09T09:46:00.000-06:00dr z, it's like you're in my 6th grade head!There ...dr z, it's like you're in my 6th grade head!<BR/><BR/>There <B>are</B> doodles in this journal, so stay tuned.Splotchyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15427992716600704581noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1297297758242179856.post-41780039967107188012008-02-09T07:10:00.000-06:002008-02-09T07:10:00.000-06:00Please scan a pcture of the page where you have a ...Please scan a pcture of the page where you have a doodle of Ms. Hathway being pelted by a volley of spit wads.Dr. Zaiushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16153875976834518896noreply@blogger.com