A blog about the lives of a classical homeschooling family, in the idyllic Wet Coast, err, West Coast, of British Columbia. Oh, I know, it doesn't ALWAYS rain...it just seems like it.
I'm also really into the psychic octopus. I want one for a pet. It sounds really useful.
Paul is wrong.The octopus is autpouc.
Isn't he amazing? My kids are obsessed with him. I guess I am too...What would you have him determine for you?
Rebecca, Paul is SO not wrong! You aren't going with the cheeseheads are you? So is Richard, I think, but only because he IS a cheesehead and he's very loyal that way. In his heart of hearts he knows Paul is right. Either that or he's backing the one team I don't ogle madly when they're on the screen.
It's the underwear commercial, isn't it. Or was that Italy.I forget.(Paul is both wrong and deluded and I like the colour orange.)
That was Italy. The Italians are worth ogling even when they're chumps at the World Cup. As for Paul being wrong, well, I have only one word for you: Ptthhhhh! How about 3rd place? Care to express an opinion, however WRONG, about that outcome? Jerrycans or U-rugs?
It will be Germany, but I'm rooting for Uruguay. If I'm allowed.
I just may decide to become a Pescetarian. Calamari is starting to sound appealing.(she numblo-ed)
Pttthhh! You leave poor old Paul alone! He is a God among octopi! He is an amazing psychic cephalopod! A national treasure!For a while there I thought Netherlands was going to win. Tight game.
Nom nom nom.It was a tight game. I would have been sad no matter who lost.
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