Archive for March, 2008

Why do I even ask?

Saturday, March 29th, 2008

Question: Graham! Why did you take all your clothes off?
Answer:
I taked all my clothes off becass I want to be funny.
Question: WHAT ARE YOU DOING? I just vacuumed!
Answer:
I’m turning our living room intoooooo a bird paradise!
Question: Woah woah woah. You forgot to flush.
“No, I didn’t.”
“Um?”
“I did not forget. I just don’t have time right [...]

Save the bullet points and color-coded bolded headings, save the WORLD

Wednesday, March 26th, 2008

Here’s the problem. I found out that with Netflix, you can watch entire seasons of television shows all at once. The fact that we have no television is mostly a good and wonderful thing. It does leave us woefully out of step with American culture, but we fake it alright by talking pretty much like [...]

Hi-ho Silver

Tuesday, March 25th, 2008

Right now the thing is Indians. The Native American kind, although with the way we hop carelessly between tribes that were separated by hundreds of miles and years, really throwing in an Indian-from-India-Indian tradition wouldn’t be that big a breach of historical accuracy.
Still. Loose grasp of Native American chronology aside, I’ve learned a lot about [...]

You take the good you take the bad you take it all and then you have a horrible song stuck permanently in your head

Thursday, March 20th, 2008

Tonight was rough. Wait, no, the whole day was rough. A migraine hit me sometime during the night, and pinned me to the wall for the entire morning. The rest of the day I was groggy and off-balance, and unable to choose words correctly. I’d get close — “Radio” instead of “TV”, “Christmas” instead of [...]

When bedtimes don’t suck horribly, they are one of the grooviest parts of my day.

Tuesday, March 18th, 2008

Graham’s always had night-time discussions with his hands and his feet. Tonight I happened to be in the room and I watched him flop onto his back and put his feet up in the air. He tugged and pulled until his right sock was off. Then he touched each of his toes one by one [...]