August 2010
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Happy Birthday, Steve!
We were caught unawares by your birthday, so the production values may be somewhat suspect.
As is our fact-checking.
crystal figurine
Inside everyone is a crystal figurine. It looks just like you, down to the tiny crystal eyelashes.
If someone touches your crystal figurine — they just need to tap it lightly, gently — it makes a beautiful sound. A single pure tone. And if you can touch someone else’s when they touch yours, the tones will blend together. They will make a chord. This chord is what makes life...
A glimpse into our future
Beth and I went to visit my grandmother yesterday. She still can’t lift anything because of the casts on both her arms.
But she’s doing okay. Throughout the visit, she would have my grandfather raise her glass for her so she could drink more whisky through a straw.
I now know what my wife wants to be when she grows up.
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A Real Conversation
Wife: “How do I change the volume on my iPad?”
Me: “There’s a volume button on the side. Just like on your iPhone.”
Wife: “My iPhone has a volume button?”
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yesterday and today
Yesterday, we spent some time on the couch just relaxing, watching Community. After a couple of episodes, I looked over and noticed Beth had fallen asleep. I turned off the computer and turn on the TV. Catch Me If You Can was on. It was near the end, when Tom Hanks’ Carl Hanratty is escorting Leonardo DiCaprio’s Frank Abagnale back to the States. Frank tells Carl he has to let him call...
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She’s back.
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Sleepy head.
damselesque:
I’ve had sleeping issues for the past ten years or so. I’ve always chalked them up to stress or poor sleep hygiene. And then, this past week, I had an epiphany. When Jason is away and there are no cats sleeping in the bed, I SLEEP LIKE THE DEAD. All this time I thought it was me, but it’s them.
Maybe it’s time for the 1950’s sitcom thing where the married couple sleep in separate...
When I was nine
When I was nine, my father went out of town on a course to learn a new job. While he was away, my mother began seeing another man. I remember her kissing him in front of me.
When my father returned, she said she wanted a divorce and went to live with the other man.
I have never agreed with what my mother did and have always thought what she did was wrong.
But I still love my mother.
Oh yeah. I'm leaving tomorrow to compete in the...
I should probably train.
My wife, the drunken banshee.
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