Archive for March, 2012

Status For 3/16/12

March 16, 2012


Turns out that metaphorical banana cream pie in my ear that I mentioned last week was poisonous.  Either that, or attempting to clear out some things from the back room triggered a minor but annoying ancient Egyptian curse.  (I may have been putting off clearing that room a little too long . . .)   Regardless, plague hit the household this week; nothing major, and Bu was thankfully spared, but I gained a fresh appreciate how being “a little under the weather” becomes a little more complicated when a little one is involved even when the little one isn’t the one sick.

I also gained a fresh appreciation of exactly what happens when I make vague plans like I did last week (i.e, nothing of consequence).

So next week the plan is to blow the dust off the idea I have for working with the new website and putting it to the test by no later than next Friday.

Now if you’ll excuse me, I think I may need to lie down . . .


She’s Forgetting About The Swing Incident Though

March 15, 2012

You know, I do believe that each child deserves to have what I didn’t have: the opportunity to develop new neuroses that are all their very own.  I just kinda thought he’d at least be two before I started helping him with that . . .

– L’s Mother regarding the unfortunate “cute mooing stuffed cow that didn’t sound at all hideously loud in the noisy store, but unleashed the unholy and terrifying moo from hell upon being given to Bu” incident.


March 14, 2012

Yes, I was being harsh yesterday.  I figure I can get away with that from time to time under the “sometimes the truth hurts” clause.

But it’s a truth that can do with some elaboration.

Yes, we all are unique just by our very nature, because nobody else will ever have exactly the same experiences and point of view that you do, but if you’ll pardon the contradiction, being special in that way is nothing special.  To be truly unique you have to work to understand and develop what makes you unique, and that takes more than just blowing a lot of hot air, even if your ability to blow a lot of hot air is somehow unique.

It’s Not

March 13, 2012

If you need to constantly trumpet to get people to notice how special and/or unique your life/work/vision/relationship/etc. ad nauseum is, then I have some bad news for you . . .

She Means It Too

March 12, 2012

The other day I was watching L. play with a brush by holding it behind his head, when his mother exclaimed, “Look at him!  He’s learning to brush his hair!”

“Could be,” I said slowly.  “Or he could be practicing his overhead killing strike.”

“Either way,” she cooed.  “I’m so proud of him!”

Status For 3/9/12

March 9, 2012

As my recent series of updates have implied, this past month has been one Keystone Kops moment after another.  This seems to be winding down now, so I should have more interesting things to write about in these updates by next week.

As soon as I get this banana cream pie out of my ear . . .

I’ve Made A Few

March 8, 2012

Mistakes. (Or should that be “Misteaks”?)  They’re just not something you can give up for Lent, but you know what you can do?

You can commit yourself to making different mistakes for a little while, just to shake things up.


I’m Guessing, Of Course

March 7, 2012

I know my cynicism is showing today, but still . . .

Wouldn’t it be nice to hear about somebody else’s day and hear about how intelligent and thoughtful people were?

Pet Peeved

March 6, 2012

Truly there is no problem with you trying to get me to take your family dog off your hands, but my first question will always be, “Won’t that upset your kids?”

The problem starts when your answer is, “Oh, they won’t even notice!”  Because the way I figure it, you’re either lying or you’re telling the truth, and either way, I have a problem with that answer.

I Could Add A Few More, But It Wouldn’t Be Any Fun

March 5, 2012

Six mistakes mankind keeps making century after century:

Believing that personal gain is made by crushing others;
Worrying about things that cannot be changed or corrected;
Insisting that a thing is impossible because we cannot accomplish it;
Refusing to set aside trivial preferences;
Neglecting development and refinement of the mind;
Attempting to compel others to believe and live as we do.