So there we were, several dozen Girl Scouts and a few parents, waiting to enter the swimming pool where we had a planned event. And there they were, two young teenage girls and a young teenage guy, hanging around close by, presumably after having left the swimming pool.
They caught my eye initially because the young [...]
But feast your eyes on insanely detailed bento from Slashfood.
If you click through to the original Flickr photo there are “notes” to tell you how this lobster was made.
My son has a friend who was born the day before he was. Their upcoming birthday parties (to which each invited the other) are also a day apart. The boys share an interest in DS games, and my son recently loaned his friend one of his game cartridges. (If there’s not a DS nut in [...]
The process of climbing out of a giant mood crater has been eased by the receipt of a custom-mixed 3-CD set made for me by a friend with sensitivity and excellent taste in music. The song that caught my ear today was “Broken Wheel,” by Bruce Cockburn:
Way out on the rim of the galaxy
The [...]
… and the place goes to H-E-double-toothpicks!
Lots of fun political commentary to catch up on, but tomorrow is the first day of school, so we must away and get clothes and lunchbags ready.
Football widow season has begun. Sigh!
Many, many moons ago, I acquired a pair of knee-high fringed moccasins. Though I wore them very rarely, I held onto them for some reason. Perhaps they were expensive? Perhaps I just can’t get rid of anything?
In any case, you cannot imagine my deep satisfaction when I discovered that (a) [...]
As we approach the autumn equinox, I’m aware of signs that summer is ending. The days shorten, the nights get cooler, and I have even seen a few flocks of Canada geese heading south. (And I have still only gotten a handful of tomatoes!)
I await the beginning of school next week with mixed [...]
I wish I could better emulate excentricbahhumbug’s genius in the garden, but all I can usually manage is a few tomato plants. Sadly, summer has been late and fitful around here, so to date I have harvested only one (1) tomato. And my plum tree has powdery mildew and didn’t even set fruit. [...]
A guy on a street downtown staring at my daughter’s breasts. Ew! Dude, she’s not even a teenager yet!
Edited to add: I might mention that she was not wearing anything revealing or provocative, just an ordinary knit shirt at which no one would (should!) bat an eye.
