Everything I've wondered, pondered, considered, deliberated, contemplated, speculated, mused over, puzzled at, and thought about. Everything But Math that is.

Thursday, March 3, 2011

"My Foray Into The Culinary World" or "How I Caused A Fire In The Oven"

So here's another story, this was before the huckleberry incident, much before.

Before I tell you anything, I'd like to say I was very young at the time.

So here it goes:

It was Mother's Day, and my mother was out doing errands, I wanted to do something special to show her just how talented I'd become.

My eyes landed on our oven, and I thought, I know what I'll do! I'll bake her cookies! She loves cookies!












It didn't really cross my mind until much later I'd never baked anything entirely on my own up until them. But my older brother was in the house anyways, and besides, I really really wanted to show her how grown-up I was!


With the help of the step-stool I diligently collected my ingredients.I decided to use chocolate chips and white chocolate chips, in excess, to make the cookies extra special.

Then it came to the mixing. As my brother informed me, as he attempted to stir the mixture, you're supposed to mix things as you add them, not just at the very very end with the chocolate chips already in the mix.

 Oh well, I thought, badly mixed cookies should still taste super-good! I mean, it's made from all good stuff, sugar, butter, chocolate, so why not.

In fact, I was so happy when I put the misshapen cookies in the oven, I felt like they were smiling at me and cheering, Go! Go! You're a culinary genius!





I was so excited, my mother was due home soon, and I could smell the cookies! I went to check on them.  As I opened the oven I noted the first row had expanded into one giant cookie mass, but the second row looked good. And then I got a better view.









 There was fire. One of the cookies was on fire, pieces were falling off, flaming pieces. 
Without any thought involved, I snatched my trusty clear Kool-Aid cup off the counter, filled it up with water, took aim, and sent a splash of water into the oven of our electric stove.



Thankfully, the true disaster ends there.

Except I burned my thumb getting the cookie tray out of the oven.

And the cookies were undercooked on top.
And badly burned on the bottom.

And there were charred remains at the bottom of our oven

And they tasted as terrible as you can imagine

And I burst into tears the moment my mother walked through the door and asked me how I was.

She even ate some of the terrible cookies, and told me they still tasted good.

And for months after I had a deep deep fear of the oven.

I still can't for the life of me figure out why I didn't just call for my brother's help when I saw flames. Or even tell him about it after I dosed it. The moral of the story is, when stuff goes down, you can always count on Mr. Kool-Aid




And I really shouldn't be trusted with baking.




Thursday, February 24, 2011

The Dentist Warrior

In the latest poll it appears the Dentist warrior is the early favorite. So in honor of the Dentist Warrior I've drawn a picture and wrote a little background on our fearsome friend.





The Dentist Warrior

He uses the Magical Toothbrush to vanquish foes, it's cavity fighting spikes tear through dragon scales with ease. He's protector of the weak and keeper of peace in the lands. When things get really ugly, he applies poisonous Toothpaste to the Toothbrush, or, gets out the dentist drill.

Even the Giant Chicken of Aanadwar runs when it hears him coming. 


They say in his spare time he keeps up a quiet dentist office on 3rd Street, whitening teeth with surprising alacrity.


He has no sweet tooth, because he removed it himself.


He is, the Dentist Warrior, and (probably) Winner of the Warrior Hero Poll.
 

Saturday, February 12, 2011

Tuesday, February 1, 2011

Okay, Quadratic Eating Unicorns Have Gotten Out of Control

Okay, something you should know about quadratic-eating math-distracting rainbow unicorns: They will ruin your life.




One day you're like, hey, I should draw a rainbow unicorn eating a quadratic equation, instead of you know, doing the quadratic equation! Then, next thing you know, you're visiting family, then focusing on homework when WHAM!





Suddenly you realize you're life is being taken over by drawing rainbow unicorns, and you can't even give a good reason why.





What can I say, I may have overlooked the dangers in inviting a quadratic-eating Interrupting Rainbow Unicorn into my life, which I will now refers to as an IRU.



Have you ever seen the movie Up? Well there's this talking dog and he has these squirrel! moments, where he simply can't not focus on anything else. Well IRUs are my squirrel. My kryptonite. I admit, I have a problem.










Hello
My name is Kendrah
And I can't stop drawing and thinking about IRUs.



P.S. Next chance I get I will be making an informative posts for up-and-coming charities (by which I mean charities I plan on inventing. They involve Dragons and the number 4).



P.S.S. I also plan on doing Four Days of Chocolate and Pink, four days with daily posts about the holiday we love and hate, Valentines Day!

Sunday, January 30, 2011

Some Unicorns Just Eat Quadratic Equations and There's Nothing You Can Do About It

As some of you may already know, sometimes I sit down to do my math work when a remarkable rainbow unicorn leaps out and, then, obviously, I have to spend the next half hour drawing him. As all people know, rainbow unicorn really love quadratic equations. They love to eat them.



Shockingly this excuse does NOT work better then my-dog-ate-my-homework. But how can you do math when a masterful unicorn has appeared before you? How can you say no?

In fact it's the constantly distracting rainbow unicorn that's distracted me from posting recently. Bursting forth and demanding I stop all productive work, and, I have no choice but to comply.