El Posto Numero Uno

Gracias, yo se mi Espagnol es awesomeo.

I have never taken a lick of Spanish, and I'm pretty sure I just made that up, but if it was even close to right, you can thank me later. De Nada. And at this point I'll have to give thanks to my one and only illustrious Mentor de Espagnol, Lindsay, and credit her with my first lesson:

"El Safe-o, Spanish for 'The Safe'".

Having concluded the educational portion of this post, I guess I'll start it now. (See what I did there?! I tricked myself into writing. I'm so sneaky. And really now, I'm pretty much in the middle of this post, so I just have to figure out a way to end it.)

Except, now all this self-awareness and post-modernism and tricksy writing tricks have given me a bit of stage fright. But at least I got the first one out there...somewhere. (I love "An American Tail", and were it not for aforementioned stage-fright, I would probably burst into song, right here and now.)

And on that note (ha!),

Adios.