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In an uncertain world, it's desired your mother should have a crystal ball
“Redwall” is a children’s book about mice and other animals at war with rats. Marty spent quite a while this past winter reading “Redwall” to H.o.p. at night. This past weekend H.o.p. got the “Redwall” TV series (first part) from Netflix. This is the state of conversation around here. Marty: They got it all wrong!…
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Friendly advice for a future Googler
Do NOT, when recovering from a head cold, get the hiccups, take a mouthful of carbonated water flavored with lime, stand on your head and instead of swallowing said water (which will realign the diaphragm and is the only way I can get rid of hiccups) accidentally let almost the whole mouthful of water flow…
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That sound you hear is millions and millions of cribs rolling over pearl-encrusted streets toward heaven
Well, aren’t we all going to rest easier about all those little babies, stretching back to the dawn of humankind, which died before benefit of sprinkled baptism? Rome has decided that they all aren’t gurgling in Limbo cribs, eyes attempting to focus on the restrained delights of a distant heaven dangling from a mobile just…
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Polyester. Yuck.
My son is seriously expressing his sense of style. Not that he cares about style. He cares about comfort and blue. If it looks comfortable and it’s blue, that’s what he wants. Sick this past week, I didn’t go on the shopping expedition to Old Navy for Spring and Summer clothes, which H.o.p. badly needed…
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Some Old Late 1970s Photos
Some old late 1970s photos from the 2nd apartment we lived in while in college. Several old paintings of mine can be glimpsed in a couple of them.
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Little Liar
H.o.p. has been experimenting with expressions and nonsense sayings he’s heard elsewhere. For example…tonight. H.o.p.: Mom, mom, when dad comes in, tell him his mom eats gym shorts. Me: I can’t tell him that. I don’t know what it means. H.o.p.: Yes, yes. Tell him his mom eats gym shorts. Me: I can’t say that…
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Fun with the Musée de l’Elysée
The Musée de l’Elysée, Lausaznne, is running an exhibit titled, “We Are All Photographers Now!” on “The rapid mutation of amateur photography in the digital age”. They’re displaying photographs submitted by individuals from around the world. If you have a web connection you can contribute. By simply uploading your photograph, it will become a part…
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wherein I tell H.o.p. he's dreaming…
No, no. A third time no. These are the other two castle Dover books we have on hand that H.o.p. wants to make, like tomorrow. Cut & Assemble A Crusader Castle in Full Color, The Krak Des Chevaliers in Syria, by A. G. Smith and Cut & Assemble a Medieval Castle: A Full-Color Model of…
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Hey, sucka…
We made the “Easy to Make” Dover Book castle today, designed by A. G. Smith. See, that face below? H.o.p’s not waving “Hi” to you. He’s waving, “Hey, sucka!!!” to me. Why, “Hey, sucka!” C’mon, take a guess. Any cut-out-and-build castle that bills itself as too easy is going to leave a nine-year-old wailing in…
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In which I wander on about vinyl tablecloths (unless you want to read how you can get mythologial and wily with them, you can pass this by)
This is what I’ve come to think of as The Lab. Our home in general, not just the supposed dining table. Because it’s really just a platform for H.o.p.’s experiments. The table is sparely set at the moment. It’s what we call Clean, not being filled to the brim with clay and Legos. There are…
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The Tablecloth
Why are nice, despicably vinyl tablecloths so hard to find? I mean nice as in vaguely interesting. Our last one was big green and white squares with pears all over it, and after a few days I grew to like it and then became fond of it. Before that I was using a vinyl wall…
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What we did for Easter
Anyway, what we did for Easter, which we don’t do here but who’s to deny H.o.p. an Easter basket, right? And when other people want to do Easter and invite us we’ll be there painting eggs with them if they like. Friday, Marty mentioned he wasn’t feeling too hot. Saturday, I got up with my…