Last Week It Was “Kobayashi Maru”

Some weeks the label on the memory engram being downloaded into your jar reads “Blue Sky On Mars,” other weeks it reads “Kobayashi Maru.”

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Just Something That’s Been On My Mind Lately

A fool’s paradise is a wise man’s hell!

– Thomas Fuller

(This is the closest I could get to attribution for the idea that “One person’s Heaven is another person’s Hell.”)

This Will Make More Sense To You Over Time, Kiddo

There’s always a cost, son.  Always.  Maybe you pay it right away or maybe you pay it later, but everything eventually comes due; and if you don’t end up paying the cost, it’s only because somebody else has.

“It Is Now That You’ve Given Me The Closer”

“Remember you have class at nine,” I reminded my son this morning.

“Oh, right!” Lala exclaimed.  “It’s a holiday for me, but not for him.”

Despite my best efforts, I started laughing.  “You have just summed up Valentine’s Day,” I chortled.

She looked at me askance for a few moments, then I watched the realization dawn in her eyes as to why I was still laughing.  “Is this going to be Candles & Curses?” she asked.

This Came Up In Conversation Today

Dead Poets Society is one of the greatest movies I have ever seen that I’ve never wanted to see again.

But I’m Getting There

After giving it a lot of thought over the years, I’m slowly (ever so slowly) shifting my position from “Let’s talk about what’s deserved.” to “Let’s talk about what’s best.”.

But I Guess It Should Have

“Here, let me help you with that,” I told my son this morning since I saw he was carrying a precarious stack of dishes and glasses.  As we made the hand off, however, I felt liquid pouring down my side.

“It honestly never occurred to me that you would have put a full glass of apple juice on top of a stack like that,” I sighed.

And Things Are Pushing Back

Remember when I said the other day that we’re trying to catch up on schoolwork here?

Today we’re on our final push before the weekend.

I Think He’s Been Watching British TV Shows Again

Unsurprisingly, sometimes it can be difficult to get my eight-year-old son to try new foods.  Surprisingly, one of those foods is cake.

“I don’t really like cake,” he reminded me when I offered him a sample from a ridiculously over the top ice cream cake I’d purchased earlier.

Resisting the urge to say “More for me then,” I encouraged him to try a small slice, which he did with reluctance while I girded myself against any negative reaction.

I needn’t have bothered.

“This cake . . .” he intoned, “is . . . brilliant!”

Now If You’ll Excuse Me, I Need To Supervise The Creation Of A Representation Of A Mohican Village

“Okay, while you have a snack I’m going to do a quick Candles & Curses,” I told my son this morning.

“Great!” he said.  “Maybe you could write about my school schedule and how it’s failing!”

Well . . . never let it be said I don’t take requests.

First off, despite my son’s choice of words, his school schedule is not failing, but we are painfully behind schedule because of my being out-of-town for two weeks recently.  Oh, his mother and Lala did an admirable job of keeping things more or less on track in my absence, but then I (and my out of town viruses) came back and threw everything into a tailspin.

Even so, we’ve already knocked out the easy assignments, but the remaining ones are time intensive, so this is shaping up to be a long week.