Codename: Dorkus.

we seem to have forgotten to give out participation goodies. email us if you were in this experiment (thegrandma@mobsters.com). BUT if you were not in it and you cannot tell me which dorm and which elevator i was doing it in, i will track you down, glue your toes together, and grind mulberries into your rug and THEN change my email so HA

Project Dorkus is now underway. Today we dressed our good friend Dr. Pepper up as a jedi knight (improvising a little with the plastic cutlery in the stead of a lightsaber) and rode up and down the middle elevator of our dorm room, videotaping the reactions of the various elevator-venturers that happened on our path.

The good:

Dr. Pepper was quite charming, and met with general approval.

The erroneous:

We were super-nervous, and giggled the entire time. We are currently attending professional Dorkus seminars to smarten-up our demeanor, though.

The hideous:

We were forced to stop videotaping when Dr. Pepper lost control of his limbs and flailingly cut off three of Cott'n.s fingers. She is currently undergoing extensive plastic- and neurosurgery to repair her digits in time for her next hand-modeling assignment.

Anticipated date and location of next explosion:

Sabbath of the Old Testament, in the room where the clothes become ...clean... and ...dry... (winkwink!)