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Very nice. The campfire is welcoming...almost like it has a smile, maybe?

I bet we find out somewhere down the road that the Alchemist is lactose intolerant!

I loved where she said, "I never joke about cheese." Minions! uh-oh.

Hmmm...Will Pontus Uritinus be punished for his actions? Can the general tolerate such clear insubordination or would that be impolitic on his part?

You and your mom both have loved tulips since you were little.

You have certainly earned the right to drink froo-froo creamer in your coffee if you so desire.

I had forgotten that incident with the letter.

As patriarch, impartial judge and poker-prodder-instigator, I hereby declare that Benjamin has met, if not surpassed the double-dog-dare and herewith has equal bragging rights with Lydia.

Mom said you're going to be sick. She also said she already likes Lydia.

Well, son, I'm proud of you for mannin' up to this challenge. I mean, a double-dog dare is a double-dog dare. If the worst happens, don't worry about your blog. I'll go ahead and kill off all of your characters in some novel fashion. Maybe there will be a plague or pestilence across the land and even though they all stay in, they still all catch it and somehow die. I guess that means you better survive.