HMMMM? What’s Going On Here?
Something is going on with this site and I don’t know what it is. I keep getting all these hits and . . . well. . .oh, I guess it’ll straighten itself out soon. It will or I’ll chuck the whole thing. Anyway, let me see if I can’t get anything new up here before the SpongeBob tape ends.
I survived my mother’s weekend holiday visit, barely. (She left early this morning, before anybody else was up and didn’t lock the door behind her. Nice of her to remember to close it at least.) Mom left just in time for Auntie Flo(rence) to show up for the week. (Such is my life. One pain follows another.)
The kid had fun yesterday, until . . . Nevermind, covered that already in The Jotted Line. (Its a new link on the right.) What matters is that she had fun most of the day. Ate three small boxes of pink Peeps (with my help) and took two bites out of every piece of chocolate she got. (Oh, my there was a lot of chocolate.) My kid is warped, she likes marshmallows better than chocolate! Noooo! (She even named her new yellow bunny Marmar — that’s what she calls marshmallows.) There was some chocolate that she really loved, unfortunately she only loved it for its wrapping. Spongebob Squarepants chocolates. Now, there’s a marketing idea that makes me weep. But the kid loves it and that’s all that counts.
The new week is off to a bang up start. Got a new Jotted Line up over at the site, updated the blog (if I can hit Publish. Hahaha.) I’m pretty proud of myself. Got some web reading done. ( Actually just catching up on James Lileks site. I still have to catch up on my Slate reading and . . . well, I hate to admit it but I haven’t read Dooce in weeks. Even getting behind on X-entertainment, but not too far. ) If the car can be fixed without it costing an arm and a leg I’m going to buy some new software (for about $40) and start a pod cast. Something weird with a little news of the day and a little public domain drama. Maybe a time warp thing. A different year every broadcast. Something like that anyway, with maybe a little poetry and speculative fiction of my own thrown in. It’ll be rough. It’ll be interesting. It may be horribly bad. But who knows? It’ll be up around the second or third of next month if all goes well.
Well, I’m running out of stuff to say. It’s just about dinner time around here anyway. Got to feed the kids, the little one and the big one. (The big one, L , would starve to death if I didn’t make him eat every once and a while. I’ve never seen anybody survive on coffee and non-dairy creamer.) The baby survives pretty well on dry cereal ( she still won’t eat it with milk — something about getting all sticky — she hates getting sticky ) and seven grain bread with cheese and sandwich meat. She doesn’t eat it as a sandwich. She just eats it one part at a time: a piece of bread; a piece of cheese; a piece of meat. Kids are weird. Some grape juice (the only kind she’ll drink) and a little sugarfree/caffeine free soda and she’s done until bedtime. (Maybe a little fruit thrown in. But she’ll only eat grapes and strawberries.) She gets milk and her teeth brushed at bedtime. (Whenever that happens to be. Sometimes early sometimes late.)
O. K. too many brackets again and I didn’t even start out to write this much stuff. I’ve got to go. I’ll update again tomorrow if anybody cares. (I might even do more tonight, if I can’t sleep.)
