Okay, the fin-sucking is cute, but notice also that he’s rubbing his feet-fins together as he falls asleep. I swear I do that! (but, with just the plain feets) It’s very comforting…
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Okay, the fin-sucking is cute, but notice also that he’s rubbing his feet-fins together as he falls asleep. I swear I do that! (but, with just the plain feets) It’s very comforting…
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Scotchneat in a training session:
Trainer: So here’s our example. If _______ and _______ were in a fight, …
S: OH! A caveman and an astronaut! Caveman and astronaut!
Trainer:…no, I was thinking about superheroes. Can you name two superheroes?
S: No. Well, I can. But that’s not the correct hypothetical. It’s caveman and astronaut.
Trainer: But I don’t know who would win that one. Heh. So, maybe we can stick with superheroes?
S: Caveman. Assuming it’s hand-to-hand combat, cuz they’d be more feral, you know? Sure, the astronaut…
Trainer: And moving on to the next question…Â
I think, like having a baby, there’s a natural blackout response that blocks all of those things that one has to deal with:
When I’m here a few years from now getting houselust, somewhere remind me about this :)
Tocks! To be snorgled!
http://icanhascheezburger.com/2007/06/26/bunway-airlines-is-now-landing/
I was out cutting the front lawn this afternoon and my neighbour from across the street stopped by to try out my push-mower, chat about my new house, find out when I’m moving…
It was typical chat and he wished me best of luck. Very nice.
Then he got in his van and pulled up before driving off:
You know, I wanted to tell you that I see you as a role model for my girls. I think they have a lot that they can admire about you and I hope they grow up to be like you. Tell your Dad he should be proud.
What can you do but smile and say thank you? And maybe pass it on.
Taking inspiration from John Wesley, here’s why I have read, re-read and continue to read the classics (and everything else, for that matter).
John’s List:
My List:
I know people will ask for book lists, so I’m thinking I’ll do those in different posts, since choosing my favs is an intense process requiring scotch and research and intense discussions with Melle. Until then, read. Read.
I think I mentioned that I was taking my Dad to Nova Scotia, and we went and had a lovely time. No naps, if you can believe that, but then I wasn’t partying with the Harbour boys either.
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Day One
Let me start off by saying that the Weather Network is a big fat liar. It said Oh, lovely. Will be 21 and sunny. More like 12 and overcast, dumbass. Good think I had a sweater handy, since we came from 32 and humid.
I know I’ve been rather quiet lately and I will catch up when I have time to catch my breath, but until then, I bring you the most lick-worthy Mark Morford:
There are only two real options. One is to hold tight to the leaky life raft of inflexible ideology (hello, organized religion), to rules and laws and codes of conduct written by the fearful, for the fearful, to live in constant low-level dread of all the extraordinary changes and radical rethinkings of what it means to be human or animal or male or female or hetero or homo or any other swell little label you thought was solid and trustworthy but which is increasingly proven to be blurry and unpredictable and just a little dangerous.
There is another option. You can choose nimbleness, lightness, a sly and knowing grin to go with your wine and your vibrator and your never-ending thirst for more and deeper information. It’s possible.
It’s news around here that student trustees want to ban homework before exams, on the weekends, over holidays like March break…
And parents are jumping on the bandwagon, citing a need for more family time. Ooh, and then the kids would go out and play and not be obese, anymore!
Right. We’ll have kids whose vocabulary does extend past what they hear from Hollywood, and who can’t do subtraction by hand, and who don’t know the difference between a verb and an adverb, and who will use this “extra” time to hang out anywhere BUT with their parents, preferably on a couch with a bag of Doritos. Or should I say more kids.
Great idea. Fabulous. Can I go to my boss at work and use this same argument???
May the head be clear, the heart be full and the stories be salacious.