Monday, May 31, 2010

i need a cup

So the baby has taken to heel-striking me in the nuts. I don't know the proper karate (that is: kuh-rah-tay) term for what he's doing. But he's now got some kicking power and apparently he doesn't want any brothers or sisters. And he's out to ensure he doesn't get what he doesn't want.

At any rate, things are well. I should be in bed though. I was reading a Crichton book, uh, Timeline, I think it's called. I mean, the title doesn't really matter so much, does it? It's not really a plot point. I read mostly non-fiction books, so it's nice to have a some light fair. Side note: this live Tim Buckley album amazon is previewing for me is double-plus annoying. Singer/songwriters, I don't know what it is with them, but I either love 'em or hate 'em. I hate much more often than love, but I don't feel like I can pinpoint what it is that makes me hate or love them. I think I'm hating Buckley because he has this lilting vibrato that irritates (I have no clue if lilting vibrato is a thing or makes any sense, but I don't care).

So, getting back to Knighttime or Timeline, it's a good read. I like the interweaving of high-tech futurism contrasted with olden times maidens faire tomfoolery. I would read more, but I fatigue and shall retire to bed.


Wednesday, May 19, 2010

carp/human fraternal feud reeled in


Tuesday, May 18, 2010

it's f#ing punch BUGGY!

And Stevie Wonder knows it's bullshit that he's calling punch buggy on a touring egg or whatever the f#ck Volksvaggon is making these days. I mean, the novelty of the game is that THERE AREN'T THAT MANY BUGGIES! There are too many just regular Volkswagens. I mean, you don't play punch red car because they are so numerous so as to be tedious. And imagine the bruising. It's supposed to be fun not sadistic.

Anyway, I feel very strongly about this.


Wednesday, May 12, 2010

i made the baby cry

It was the saddest thing I've ever seen. He was in one of his baby chair dealies and I said something about something, in a high-pitched baby-friendly voice. And suddenly, his lower lip pulled down and started to quiver and he started to cry. And my heart broke into a million little pieces. It was horrible. I'm prepared for 16 years from now when he'll say he hates me and he wishes he was never born and all that. But when it's a 2-month old and it's spontaneous, genuine fear, it makes you wonder what kind of monster you are.

We bonded later by watching the Cavs get completely annihilated by the Celtics on their home floor. If baby's could f-bomb he would have been dropping them like the Allies over Dresden. Well, at least I was.

At any rate, my head is storing about 8 extra pounds of mucous. My sinuses are totally messed up. I think it's allergen/weather related. The weather has been fluctuating between sunny and 80 and freezing rain, usually on a day-by-day basis. I've had a beauty sinus headache all the live-long day.

More funnies later - promise!


Monday, May 03, 2010

har har

So I had a roller hockey game tonight. I guess I played pretty well and we won, but it wasn't anything special.

Despite that fact, on the way out a guy from the other team said, "You played great tonight. What'd you have for breakfast?"



Saturday, May 01, 2010

Don't forget

I post over here as well. At least on the 1st and 4th Saturdays of the month. Check it out tomorrow because I wrote a post that took me 4000 man hours (ok, 3, but that's a lot). It's incredibly crude and pretty dumb but there are photos that I wrote on and it requires no knowledge/appreciation of sports.

Still no? Geez! Just do this one thing for me!

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