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06 May 2013 @ 05:55 pm

(stolen form Mr. Nicoll)
22 September 2012 @ 10:47 pm
Nom and Bonk were playing this game this morning. Major events included high speed chases through the ocean and stopping elasmosaurs (various stuffed animals) from eating the baby by catching them, biting them, and cooking them over a fire for eating.

Note to other parents: _Dinosaur Train_ will make your kids awesome.
03 May 2012 @ 06:13 pm
Finally, my love for Big Bands, Oompa-Pa, and Abba have been united in perfection:

(with thanks to James "Dark Grammar Alley" Nicoll
03 December 2011 @ 11:33 pm
It seems that satire is getting harder now that real life is closing the gap.

30 November 2011 @ 11:34 pm
...but I am a Daddy - I know a lot of stuff about cheezy kids cartoons since I have a four year old and a two year old. So I was pretty amused when Number One Sprog declared, during My Little Pony Pretend Time, that the new baby Pony was named "Fluttertomato."

There is just something inherently amusing about the name Fluttertomato.

It might make a good name for a band.
31 August 2011 @ 07:49 pm
Two carbon based life forms walk into a bar. The first one says "Gimme an H2O." The second being says "That sounds good, give me an H2O too." The second one died.
13 June 2011 @ 11:43 pm
So, some of you may be wondering how things have been going.

Packing/House Repair: Wow this took a long time and a lot of work. However, it mostly worked out. There was some Tetrising, but it allowed us to take a lot of stuff we thought we didn't have room for. The house/yard, when we were done, looked much nicer than it ever has. Also, I now have adventures in home repair stories to use at parties. Who wouldn't want to know about the time my wheelbarrow, upon learning of its impending abandonment, turned on me in a most vicious fashion? Or the petulant attic fan that contrived to fail in the one week period between getting a new roof and leaving the state? Or the infinite pile of mulch?

Trip To Madison in Packed to Roof Minivan with Food Poisoned Wife and Two Antsy Toddlers: This went better than could reasonably expected. The kids were pretty bribeable, and the lovely wife, after some meds, willing to bribe. We budgeted up to four days and did it in one and a half.

Moving In: The apartment feels spacious, and this is good. The unpacking was aided by visiting in laws – this was also good. The portal to Narnia in the hall closet is a mixed blessing, however – the kids should be at least six before running off into foreign dimensions to have furry adventures and rule as enlightened despots with the explicit sanction of Yeshulion. I realize some child development experts disagree on this one, but I am firm in my convictions.

New Job: Fun so far. This company trains a lot before throwing you in the shark tank, so I probably will not know for sure that this will work out (or not) for some time yet. However, the company culture is compatible with how I look at things, and that is very important to me. We'll see – there's plenty of time.
18 May 2011 @ 08:52 pm
So at Vaquero today I noticed this dish on the menu. Seen it a dozen times before. I think I've even had it once or twice. Today, however, my brain pointed out to me that "eggs" in Spanish has the same innuendo meaning as "balls" in English. Chorizo, on a quick Google, seems to have the same connotations as sausage does in English.

However, despite the blatancy, I didn't see any indication that this is a joke, deliberate or otherwise. Anyone with better Spanish chops able to explain why? (Or perhaps my Spanish innuendo Googling skills suck.)