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March 31, 2005
Na Na Na Na Na Na Na
It's been quite some time since I've been excited about an album release (or even noticed, for that matter). But Beck's latest, Guero, is one for my list. Exactly the kind of stuff that I find good for driving. Loving the crazy E-Pro video.
03/31/05 12:36 PM |
March 30, 2005
Yank-yank. Yank. The laptop jerks across the endtable. "Daniel!"
But it sure is hard to maintain your exasperation when you look down and find that, yes, he may be pulling the cord with all his might - but he's doing it standing up.
03/30/05 11:04 AM |
Well, both drives in my PC went kaput. And in the data transfer to the new drives from the better one, something went wacko. Hear tell I may have to reinstall. Never, ever fails. Just when I get things the way I like 'em, it's time to start over from scratch. Pfft.
Well, here's a new pic, anyhow. I'm honestly quite surprised that Daniel hasn't gotten scratched yet, the way he plays a little rough with Elmo's tail and hind legs. Elmo seems to realize that he just doesn't know any better, and continues to take it like a champ.
03/30/05 09:59 AM |
March 27, 2005
I spelled it with Flickr. Via Kristin.
03/27/05 12:44 PM |
Look Out, Jennie Garth
I'm number three! The thirdiest Jennie in the known Googleverse, even beating out Jennie-O turkey for the first time. Disturbing and fun simultaneously.
03/27/05 08:28 AM |
March 23, 2005
And Now, Our Feature Presentation
"Daniel in the Key of Jaws." In your choice of much larger, yet puzzlingly crappier QuickTime (7.7 MB), or Windows Media (2.7 MB).
03/23/05 09:55 PM |
How Much Talent Can You Cram Into One Show?
As if you needed another reason to watch Arrested Development.
03/23/05 04:56 PM |
March 22, 2005
Good Excuse to Eat Pancakes
I'm far out of shape and more than a little off my rock, so of course I want to walk Bay to Breakers. With the stroller. 7.46 miles, and a good bit of that uphill, too. I probably won't, though. Unless you're crazy enough to do it with me. Then I just might. We'll wear hats.
03/22/05 05:44 PM |
Damn You, BBC
"Tinky Winky bag! Tinky Winky bag! Tinky Winky bag!"
Well. At least there's no screaming today! Tomorrow I promise to post a clip of Daniel crawling - he's so good at it now, it sometimes scares me how fast he can be.
03/22/05 04:40 PM |
March 21, 2005
Screw The Rain
Finally, I got smart and ordered a nifty sun/wind/rain/insect shade for the stroller. So now we don't have to be trapped inside for the remainder of the rainy season. Yeah, you're right - I could be all She-Ra and sling him around town with an umbrella, but frankly that removes an awful lot of the enjoyment part of walking for yours truly, who shamefully has little to no upper body strength.
Plus, umbrellas suck.
03/21/05 04:32 PM |
Wanna Be a Cowboy?
Neat idea: Vocation Vacations. Time out from the daily grind trying out a dream job. For which you pay rather handsomely, I might add. I can't decide what I'd try - Architect, Innkeeper, or Baker/Chocolatier. If $$$ weren't an object, I suppose architect, since it's in Boston and I've always wanted to spend a few days there.
03/21/05 11:12 AM |
March 19, 2005
Just Checking In
So, suddenly, my PC has decided that it won't accept photos from my phone. And that's no fun for anyone. Friggin' Motorola. Here's a cute little AVI clip to tide you over, though. From last weekend, before the screaming began in earnest. And also, by popular demand, a "before" shot. Blurry, but I think his high-frequency emanations may have damaged the Canon.
Harold and Kumar was funnier than I thought it'd be, and I wasn't drunk. Or stoned. Not even a little bit! You do have to be in a silly mood, though. Today I can't help but wonder if WC appreciates their name being "officially" endorsed as a purveyor of post-high munchies. Maybe it's just a matter of "can't beat 'em, join 'em" at this point.
I can see the second pointy upper cuspid lurking just beneath the surface of Daniel's gum, eruption imminent. If you're keeping track, that'd be tooth number four. Far too early, says me.
03/19/05 09:52 PM |
March 16, 2005
Screaming Is Only Fun if You're the One Doing It.
More teething. I'm feeling incredibly frazzled and frustrated, yet exruciatingly bored at the same time. Is that possible?
Anyhoo. Here's a short reprieve brought to you by the fine folks that make infant painkillers. Now if you'll excuse me - I'm off to drown myself in the nearest toilet bowl.
03/16/05 01:46 PM |
March 11, 2005
A few shots from our stroll downtown today:
My favorite building
Once library, now museum
First time wearing shorts!
03/11/05 09:36 PM |
March 10, 2005
Bring It, Biatch.
Setting to record, right now - Craft Corner Deathmatch. Via Claire.
UPDATE: NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO! We don't get style here, either? WTF is up with the cable here?
03/10/05 01:25 PM |
March 09, 2005
Congratulations to the family Armitage!
03/09/05 05:33 PM |
One More Addiction
Lindsay. I so did not need another word game addiction! But like the VHS tape in Ringu, I'm spreadin' the evil love, leaving the entrails of productivity in my wake ;-)
03/09/05 04:34 PM |
March 08, 2005
Um, I'll Take Your Word for It
"Don't you hate it when vertical cord friction heats your crotch to uncomfortable, even dangerous levels? Problem solved. Lindland Cordarounds mesh evenly, lowering the crotch heat index by up to 22%!"
03/08/05 10:08 PM |
Such a serious face for a little guy with a fuzzy blue elephant.
03/08/05 01:11 PM |
March 05, 2005
Okay, so here's what I gathered from the survey on significant others and blogging (emphasis on who's reading what, and the emotional effect).
Currently blogging: 44
Blogged in past: 2
No blog: 4
SO aware of blog?
Don't know: 0
If SO is/was aware of blog, is/was
Don't know: 4
If SO is/was aware of blog, but not
reading, this bothers you:
Very much: 0
Very little: 2
If SO is/was reading, but stopped,
this would bother you:
Very much: 2
Very little: 14
I don't know: 2
No response: 2
Does your SO keep a blog?
I don't know: 1
If yes, do you read it?
Yes, openly: 6
Yes, secretly: 0
If you were aware of their blog but
not reading it, do you think that
would bother them?
Not really: 3
Impossible to tell: 2
No response: 1
View additional comments here.
Frankly, the results surprised me a little. But then I'm considered over-sensitive by most, so there's that.
03/05/05 08:20 PM |
We Only Meant to Go to the Library...
...but ended up driving over to Bodega Bay, too. So nice that the ocean is now reachable on a whim! Gorgeous clear day, unlike any I've seen here yet. The fresh salt air was fantastic. Daniel took the waves and wind and crowds very seriously.
And here's an unrelated bonus photo of pre-crawling hijinks.
03/05/05 07:41 PM |
March 04, 2005
Bleeble Bleep Bork Blork
Quiet here, I know. Can't seem to brew anything of substance; the franticness and companion adrenalin has given way to the comparative meh of day-to-day adaptation (how will those nasty stains come off the kitchen wallpaper? what did they do to the bathroom sinks? and can I move the washer and dryer upstairs, because how the f**k do you manage laundry every day on multiple floors with a cling-on baby? things of that ilk). It's mostly been cloudy, and right now I sure could use more caffeine than I'm allowed to have. I've finally resigned myself to the fact that I will never sleep in again (well, at least not for years) though the thought is fairly depressing.
Daniel is on the teetery cusp of crawling. He's become a black belt scootcher, and is learning to open drawers and pull things off shelves - and right quick, too. He can rock on his hands and knees, but doesn't know how to move them in tandem yet.
We've eaten in family-type restaurants a few times since moving here, which has surprisingly been successful. It seems Daniel's becoming more interested in watching things and people move, which also helps with the car (though nothing takes more than ten minutes to reach). Having a couple small toys that he doesn't see otherwise is a good idea, too. Last weekend at IHoP he got a little too happy and excited, and started shrieking like a baby pterodactyl. It was hilarious and kind of horrifying at the same time; luckily we usually eat early enough for places to be empty.
Sooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo (oooooooooo) fed up with the familial child-rearing advice. The pushy kind. The kind that disregards everything I've studied, and learned from doctors and other mothers. The kind that just won't give it a rest. The kind that, at this point, I am beginning to believe is geared just to get a rise out of me. I should sell tickets for this end of my next phone conversation. I can almost guarantee you'll see fireworks.
In entertainment news... Alias is beginning to suck. IMHO... Lost is interesting, but coming up on a six-week hiatus... Did you know that Petaluma doesn't have a movie theater? 70,000 people and all. They're building one downtown right now, but it's still weird, especially for a town that's been featured in so many films... I'm still in deep denial about the new Chocolate Factory... Only seven months until Serenity!
03/04/05 01:21 PM |
March 01, 2005
Congrats to John and Tim for co-naming my gnome: Mr. Lindbert Klevesahl. John supplied the first name, and Tim the last. He looks like a Lindbert, and Klevesahl, being the name of our sixth-grade teacher, was just too much a hoot to pass up. The fact that he gave out volumes of his old encyclopedias as rewards just cinched it. Hee.
03/01/05 12:42 PM |