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February 27, 2007

The Dog Ate My Postings

It has been a while since I've posted. Been one thing after another. Internet connection at home died for a few days, until I figured out it was caused by a churlish Airport Extreme Hub that decided to take the modem with it. On the weekend it seems like I actually have less time than usual; yesterday my day was devoured by having to teach not one but two classes; and so on and so on.

Yes, yes, I know. We all have lives. Mine just seems kind of, well, lively, recently.

At any rate, I'm behind on email, I haven't been paying attention to people's blogs, and I generally have no idea what's going on in the world. Some of the large things, sure: some big award show over the weekend? And didn't the Dow do something?

This is not to say we've been locked away in a small room all this time. We have done some stuff that's been fun. Had really kickin' seats, so big fun was had by both. On the home front, Ian's now got two teeth, he's crawled forward a little, and managed to pull himself upright a couple times. He's also successfully snuck up on the cats a couple times, attempting to pet them. Of course, to him, "petting" means, "grab fistfuls of fur." We're working on this.

Tuesday. Man, where does the time go?

Reading: You're Not Fooling Anyone When You Bring Your Laptop To A Coffee House, by John Scalzi. I actually read much of this when it was first posted, but since I'm promised a copy of the companion volume for suggesting its title, the completionist in me made a successful case for acquiring this one as well.

February 21, 2007

The Tale Of Sir Ian

Once again, the day care is having a picture day. This one is a spring portrait, in which the children are each individually posed with (and I quote) a little live bunny. Sounds harmless enough, but the permission slip they sent home says (and again I quote)

Furthermore, I release [photographer] and its representatives from any liability if the bunny accidentally scratches or bites my child, or if any article of clothing gets soiled or nibbled on.
Um, yes. I don't know where they got this vorpal rabbit, but they're clearly taking no chances.

Also, in a blatant attempt to seal his position as World's Most Adorable Lad, I provide for you our current favorite photo of The Boy:

Clearly, the winner.

Reading: Just read Sun of Suns, by Karl Schroeder. It reads as if The Integral Trees had been written by Edgar Rice Burroughs. Fun.

February 18, 2007


Mohinder Suresh
You scored 45 Idealism, 45 Nonconformity, 41 Nerdiness
My father spent his life chasing after this insanity. Now I'm wasting mine trying to prove he was sane.
Congratulations, you're Mohinder Suresh! You're a curious, passionate, and intelligent person. You're prone to changing your mind about the important things in life, though. You're interested in doing what you can to help people who are gifted with special abilities.

Your best quality: You're a maverick intellectual
Your worst quality: Your opinions can change rather quickly and suddenly

My test tracked 3 variables How you compared to other people your age and gender:
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You scored higher than 99% on Idealism
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You scored higher than 99% on Nonconformity
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You scored higher than 99% on Nerdiness

Link: The Heroes Personality Test written by freedomdegrees on OkCupid Free Online Dating, home of the The Dating Persona Test

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One good thing about Ian waking up at some ungodly early hour at random: he'll nap much sooner than usual.

February 15, 2007

Illustrated With Bears

So, Ian's eight months old today. He's coming along nicely: first tooth is poking through his gums, for example, although it still has a thin layer of skin covering it like a protective sheath. He's not yet crawling, but he has mastered teleportation. We can sit him on the floor, look away for a second, and when we look back he's in the same position we put him in, only he's shifted over a couple of feet. It's very strange.

Still, pictures say a lot, don't they? For comparison's sake, here's one you've seen before, of him at about a week old:

And now here's a more recent one:

I expect in another eight months he'll be benchpressing it.

February 14, 2007

Happy Winged Baby Bearing Projectiles Day!

My thanks to Something Positive for the title. And now for a little mood music:

Love, exciting and new
Come aboard. We're expecting you.
Love, life's sweetest reward.
Let it flow, it floats back to you.
The Love Boat soon will be making another run
The Love Boat promises something for everyone
Set a course for adventure,
Your mind on a new romance.
Love won't hurt anymore
It's an open smile on a friendly shore.
Yes LOVE! It's LOVE!
Love Boat soon will be making another run
The Love Boat promises something for everyone
Set a course for adventure,
Your mind on a new romance.
Love won't hurt anymore
It's an open smile on a friendly shore.
It's LOVE! It's LOVE! It's LOVE!
It's the Love Boat-ah! It's the Love Boat-ah!

Now, go out there and get some! Y'know, chocolate. Or whatever. I'm not asking.

February 13, 2007

Flashback City

Oh, man. This comic made me laugh. Possibly a bit too much:

DM of the Rings: Or, Lord of the Rings as a D&D Campaign.

Could also be entitled, "Scenes from My Adolescence."

February 11, 2007


It's a tragic thing to have a monkey on your back.

Even if it is a small, blue, unbelievably plush monkey that rattles nicely when you grab and shake it about.

February 09, 2007

Here's Where You'll Find Us

I am home today. Have to work Saturday, so I get Friday off to compensate.

Lisa is also home today. She decided to take a vacation day, so that the two of us could hang out together.

Ian is also home today. Daycare sent him home yesterday with a fever, and he can't come back for 24 hours without a doctor's note. So, here we all are.

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Trader Joe's have opened up a couple stores here in Hotlanta. We stopped in a couple weeks ago, took a look around. I bought some Gruyère cheese, a swiss cheese that's been aged in a cave for a year. I decided to try it this morning.

When I opened up the package, I noticed it had a full-bodied, complicated stench that reminded me somewhat of ass. But I sliced off a few pieces, put them on crackers, and it tastes pretty good. However, it does have an aftertaste that kicks in after a few minutes. An aftertaste of ass.

So, how's your morning?

February 08, 2007

Decision, Decisions

It's a slow night in Library Land. Had a BI to do earlier, and now it's just coasting on by. I can't even look at random stuff off YouTube, since my computer has no speakers.

Remember, I'm in a library.

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After reviewing my files, I see most of my stuff (read: Tales Both Entertaining And Engrossing) has come back from market and needs to be sent back out. I also need to write something new. Something amusing. With swords. Or steampowered robots. Possibly both.

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Ah, thank you, Cute Overload. And I'm siding with Hamster #2.

February 06, 2007

I See You

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February 05, 2007

The Littlest Rebel

Thanks to our friends Jason and Chandra and their Star Wars refrigerator magnets, it seems our son has enlisted in the Rebel Alliance. Just swell. But if Darth Vader comes by, I'm sending him over to your place.

February 04, 2007

Super Schmuper

Watching SciFi channel's Ghost Hunters marathon instead of "The Big Game." Yes, I care that little. Now wake me when pitchers and catchers report.

February 02, 2007

Exxon Inverted

It's the end of another week, and thank you for that. Nothing against this past week; it did a reasonable job, considering what it had to work with, but something about it just rubbed me the wrong way. Maybe it was all the attitude Tuesday was giving me, or that annoying laugh Wednesday had. Like a hyena, y'know? At any rate, glad to have seen the last of that guy.

And now for your Friday night's entertainment, a guy in Belgium who built himself a tiger powered by an internal combustion engine. A tiger with a tank, if you will.

Oh, c'mon. Some jokes have to be made. There are laws, people. Also, I need to look into getting myself a trunk monkey.