I, Byron Barnett, want to discuss luck.

I, Byron Barnett, am highly interested in bones.

I, Byron Barnett, just found out that I have to get a shot right before I board the rocket-ship taking me to the Moon. (The Biarritz.)

I, Byron Barnett, now record in this chronicle that both my letters to the Board of Directors at Galactic Snacking Solutions Incorporated in regards to my Ambassadorship have gone unanswered.

I, Byron Barnett, can’t understand why people think the dictionary is boring. It’s my favorite book.

I, Byron Barnett, might like to be a movie reviewer on the side.

I, Byron Barnett, have been looking up the names of the Moon in other languages besides English.

I, Byron Barnett, am not too worried about death.

I, Byron Barnett, just wrote my fourth and final letter to GaSnakSo. Final letter from Earth I mean.

Instead of another day’s chronicle, I’m updating my monthly Action List here, since I don’t have time to do both, since I have to go see my grandparents today then get a haircut then go with my mom to deliver several cactuses—they’re goodbye gifts to her friends and various persons and acquaintances.