March 2010
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Mar 30th
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Mar 30th
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One Thousand Sixty Nine Days
me1: She's watching World According to Garp.
me2: Didn't we agree to wait until we were 40 for Irving?
me1: No shit, right?
me 2: Do movies count?
me1: Garp fucking counts.
me2: But we watched Garp at least a hundred times when we were a kid.
me1: And we never got it, right? Right?
me2: We got some parts.
me1: Fuck you.
me1: It's a rule: Respect our youth.
me 2: I hear Irving's pretty good. We might get it?
me1: Fuck you, ass. We won't get it. Remember how we refused to drink red wine until we were 29? That worked out just fine for us, right? Right?
me2: Boone's is red.
me1: fuck. you.
me2: I'm just saying and, all due respect to the rule, you're getting close to your determined threshold of understanding Irving. And, she's closer.
me1: I do like 'em older and smarter.
me2: And more successful, and better looking...
me1: Do you ever shut up? Really?
Mar 30th
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Mar 26th
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Mar 26th
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Mar 26th
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Mar 25th
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Mar 24th
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2" of snow an hour...
…and we’re still wondering if school will be canceled tomorrow.
Mar 24th
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Mar 23rd
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occassional haiku
she has gone to bed they have been asleep for hours but the dog stays up
Mar 22nd
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Mar 22nd
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Mar 22nd
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Mar 18th
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A one (two, three...) act play
5-year old: Daddy, is my clock to infinity?
me: No. Time is circular.
5-year old: (blank stare)
me: Good night (shuts door).
3-year old: Woofy needs a book readed to him
me: So, read him one.
3-year old: (blank stare)
me: Good night (shuts door).
3-year old: Daddy, I need fresh water.
me: Yours is too salty?
3-year old: (blank stare)
me: Good night (shuts door).
me, aside: Note how the five year old has resigned herself to her room at this point. She knows daddy don't mess at bedtime. That, or she's contemplating a linear vs. circular world-view. Everything. Is. Circular.
3-year old: When's mommy coming home?
me: later
3-year old: Daddy?
me: yes?
3-year old: I love you.
me: Love you too. Good night (shuts door)
Audience gasps at 3-year old's manipulation of heart-strings. Dad remains stoic.
3-year old: Daddy, tonight I'm a little bit tired.
me: Well, then, GO TO BED!
3-year old: Daddy, after woofy had another story, he went to sleep.
me: If I see you again, no lego tomorrow.
DAD WINS!
Mar 18th
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ohmygodohmygodohmygod
I have purchased my last diaper! We celebrated with a ridiculous banana split: strawberry and mint chocolate chip ice cream with marshmallow and strawberry sauce, whipped cream and a cherry.
Mar 18th
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Mar 17th
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Mar 17th
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Mar 17th
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Mar 17th
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Mar 17th
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Mar 15th
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occassional haiku
the sun sets as the dishes from breakfast harden in the sink
Mar 10th
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coffee, black, brewing kids climb coughing into bed with icicle feet
Mar 10th
Mar 8th
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Mar 8th
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occassional haiku
night; kids tucked in tight dirty dishes in the sink crumbs on the counter
Mar 4th
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Mar 4th
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Mar 3rd
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Mar 3rd
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Mar 3rd
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Mar 3rd
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Mar 2nd
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