Archive for November, 2006

separated at birth?

Tuesday, November 21st, 2006

so…there is a guy that I see everyday on the way to work that looks exactly like Dick Butkus…
…but he walks exactly like George Jefferson.

it makes leaving this early SO hard!

Monday, November 20th, 2006

so…I saw the most cutest, fucking thing ever this morning…
but, first, a little back story: Sammy has started the exponential-development stage of life. It feels like every day he crushes more and more milestones — he pulled himself up to standing six days ago and started cruising yesterday — gone are the days of getting […]

it’s a jeep thing, and I still don’t understand

Sunday, November 19th, 2006

so…SQUEEKKEEEKKEEERRRREEEEEK
that is the sound that my Jeep makes.
SQUEEEEEEKKEERRRRRREEBBBBBEEeeeee
At first, it was happening on occasion when I had the AC on and I made a hard turn. Never at any other time. The general consensus was that the belt was a little worn and the combined pull of the AC compressor and the power steering pump […]

10 minutes of doubt

Friday, November 17th, 2006

so…I’m sitting on the train home right now. At least I think it is the train home…almost every afternoon I experience the commuter’s equivalent of buyer’s remorse: did I get on the right train?
Maybe buyer’s remorse is the wrong comparison. It’s not like I feel that the train on the other track is a nicer, […]

gearing up for the The Game

Friday, November 17th, 2006

so…Saturday is The Game. I saw this commercial Wednesday morning while watching SportsCenter with Sammy, and trying to explain the logic behind the Red Sox spending $51.1M to just talk with Matsuzaka (he babbled something about “maybe they were lonely”).

Go Buckeyes!

the one where I do exactly what they want me to do

Thursday, November 16th, 2006

so…here I am, writing about The Office, and the blatant Staples MailMate Shredder product placement…
…it must Sweeps…
[edit: but I loved the Hooters “ad”]

the one with all the ants

Wednesday, November 15th, 2006

so…we are not dirty people. That being said: we have ants!
Tiny, black ants. Doing a conga line across the counter, around the back of the sink, down one basin wall and then up the other side. They pass other ants coming as they’re going, high-fiving each other — “Up high, yo!” — along […]

the one where I insult some Canadians

Tuesday, November 14th, 2006

so…Erika has made zero attempt to hide her questionable music tastes — we all have our skeletons and we all dance them out into the living room when no one is home…I don’t, but…
One of Erika’s weaknesses is Canadian pop-rockers: Maroon 5, Jars of Clay, Carbon Leaf, Gavin DeGraw.
I know, I know…but, they’re not from […]

go ahead, resist the cute kid…just try

Monday, November 13th, 2006

the one where DSS pays an early morning visit

Sunday, November 12th, 2006

so…Sammy is teething. Sammy has also been awake more than he’s been asleep during these early morning hours. Erika suffered through a few hours, he would sleep and then cry, sleep, cry, and around 5:45 I got up to try and get him to go back to sleep.
I opened the door to his room […]