Kelly "Kitsufox" Peterson's Personal Site.
A place she lets her brain run riot.
My mother has in her possession a foot tall, holiday themed singing fir tree named Douglas. I hate Douglas and have since he was originally acquired. This year I even attempted to throw him down a flight of stairs. Alas, my little brother saved the fir tree and he lived to sing this year…
Maybe next year I’ll be as lucky as Garfield…
I read a lot of young adult literature even though I’m an adult. Keep in Mind that I also read a lot of adult books and the odd volume strait out of a section far “too young” for me.
I am not ashamed of this!
I never will be, either. Good stuff lies in those sections, some that connects with my youth and some of it that just gives me hope because kids read this stuff.
Tamara Peirce, for example, is amazing. I love tortall and have no plans to leave it anytime soon. I don’t understand why she hasn’t gotten the attention that J. K. Rowlings got for Harry Potter. She has good plots and rounder characters than jk does.
Meg Cabot is another good example. I had a rough time in middle and high school. The kind of time that makes me act crazy during movies like the Breakfast Club that make believe that cliques are good for us even when we’re “all the same”. I felt like Mia a lot back then. Sometimes even in my day to day life. I think it’s healthy for me to find a character that helps me work through all of those negative emotions and find a positive spin for that part of my life.
And finally, a nostalgia author for me. Everyone should read Erickson’s Hank the Cowdog books when they’re 10 or younger, and then revisit them at 30. I want a kid to read these to. They’re incredible fun and beg to be read aloud.
In short: Don’t let a shelf classification keep you from reading anything, ever. Sometimes you don’t want 1000 pages of dancing dragons. Sometimes you only want 100 pages where the dragon dosent turn anybody into a cinder (calling on dragons, perhaps, when you need a break from Martin’s epic A Dance of Dragons). They say don’t judge a book by its cover, but don’t judge it by its page count, either!
I decided that it was time for a brand new day here at Kitsufox.com . I’ve lost interest in the LOL-posting and just… haven’t been able to make myself do it. So I think I’m doing to start making myself sit down and… You know… write real stuff for blog entries every day.
I don’t know what the topics will be, but I’ll be shooting for an entry a day. It might be works I like on dA, it might be a book review… It might be anything that takes my mind, even rehashing news stories. I might even do the occasional LOL post, though for the sake of everyone who wants to skip those, I’ll start buying them under cuts.
Thus, see y’all tomorrow, with the first of these new fangled posts.
I haven’t been a horse in years.
The person who taught me to ride them, Marge, passed away of late. Horses have been on my mind since. Even worse since I went to the auction at her place on Saturday.
I wish I had an opportunity to ride. Really ride. Not get up on a trail ride horse whose so sick of the incompetents who have no business on a motorbike (let alone something with a pulse and a brain) who flop around like dying fish and flap about like clothes drying on a line. I want to get on a horse with a clever mind and dancing hooves and have it keen to rise to what I ask of it.
I want to finish learning to do a flying change.
I wand to finish what Marge and I started.
I really didn’t see much for exciting stuff concerning racing this week…
Really there’s just been THIS talking about the handicapping for Breeder’s Cup, which puts my girl (Havre de Grace) heading out at 3-1. But since none of the big contenders were on the track this week, it’s hosting been what’s up at Newmarket and the like, which are race zones I don’t pay a ton of attention to right now.
There’s also ANOTHER interesting article talking about the future of racing and how to deal with the dwindling numbers. I will say this: Without the sunday telecasts that happened on and off as a Kid, I’d have never watched the Triple Crown attempt by Silver Charm and been impressed enough to pay heed for the rest of my life. It’s not just watching racing that makes race fans, it’s connecting to that hero horse who draws you into their wake and makes you want to keep watching.
Since I have a ton of Horseracing News I never talk about in favor of “real” news.
I made this for Jen!
First off, a prelude.
I wasn’t going to comment on this, because I tend to think that America is too in-your-face about what happened, and instead of dealing with the tragedy on a personal level we’ve only managed to turn it into a side-show of epic proportions. Just think about the disgustingly un-American displays that have gone on about the proposed Mosque and Islamic Center. Granted, at least some people kept their brains on and had the sense to realize that “Islamic” and “Terrorist” are not synonymous.
Anyways, my opinions aside… I decided to do a post about it today because I love two comics that came out today by two of my favorite comic strips. So without further ado…
This picture is so silly and I utterly adore it (as if you couldn’t guess). It was taken by Nicci, and the photobomber in the background is Kat in her Ch’p costume.
OH! and once I finish writing up the post for our trip home from vacation (stupid driving, so boring) I will have a month under my belt where I have posted something for every day! Go me!
Some things are priceless.
ALEX: **picks up a pillow and covers Paul’s face** Shhh **Pets his hair**
PAUL: **mumbles, twitches and goes still**
NICCI: Are you smothering him?
ALEX: He can probably breathe.
And much laughing ensued. The AN hijinx have already commenced.