Archive for August, 2004

Hack, cough, achoo, *groan*

Tuesday, August 31st, 2004

So we’ve all been sick for close to a week. We quarantined ourselves to avoid spreading this nastiness to others, but not before a quick trip to have lunch with my mom last week. We tried to warn her that Nicolaus seemed to be getting a bit of a cold, but grandmothers have this instinctive [...]

Who bubbles are for, in case you were wondering

Saturday, August 28th, 2004

Around here we talk a lot about who different things are and aren’t for.
Bananas aren’t for dogs, they’re for babies and little boys and girls. Bicycles are for big boys and girls. iBook G4 laptops aren’t for babies or for little boys and girls; only for ladies and men. We don’t throw bottle caps at [...]

The baby husher

Saturday, August 28th, 2004

Just like my friend Justin suggested, we tried recording Nicolaus the other day. He talks continuously so this should have been easy. My uncle set up his laptop and held a microphone up to Nicolaus.
Guess what! We’ve discovered the one thing in the world that will make Nicolaus stop talking. From now on, whenever we [...]

Antique violin cases

Saturday, August 28th, 2004

These were stacked up in my parents’ living room, and I thought the textures were neat. I’m not sure if there were violins in them or not. This is actually one of the more normal things I’ve seen them stack in their living room. They could pile a dozen milkcrates full of cupie dolls on [...]

Random weirdness

Friday, August 27th, 2004

I used to say that we need a war because people obviously have way too much time on their hands and too little to worry about. Well dang it, here we have a war and yet things like this continue to flourish in our society:
The infinite cat project