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That evil black lady took me on a date Saturday night to go see The Watchman.
She broke my brain.
I know I'm like the only Captain of Retardation who had never read anything about it before so, yeah. My brain. It is broken now.
The small people were charming at IKEA. Fitzy insisted on walking because he was entranced by the arrows on the floor. So he would jump on each one and yell TA-YA!! with jazz hands (which is his version of tada!) and then applaud and look around expectantly waiting for the rest of the store to clap for him too. Which they did. He was THAT cute. So then we got cocky and decided to take them out for dinner last night. Fitzy threw miso soup in Fratboy's face once spoonful at a time as he tried to 'feed daddy'. Then he stabbed him in the head with a chopstick.
I, on the other hand, had great time. Eating with 4 year olds is practically like eating with human beings. Someday I will get around to bringing a camera to document shit like this again. Or, you know, not.
LOCAL PEOPLE! It is unconfirmed at this point but I believe there will be a Gru sighting at Dance Cave tonight. Please to be coming and keeping him company as Cyn and I need to leave at midnight to go pick up a hot Pole at the airport.
Oh and thanks to becky_gardens who hit me with Brad Pitt, Hugh Jackman and Keifer Sutherland in the "Who would you Marry, Shag, or Throw Off a Cliff" game:
That was surprisingly hard in the 'wow they all bore me' kind of way. Which is not Mz. Garden's fault in the slightest. Last night I had seriously disturbing erotic dreams about Edward from Twilight AND the blue dude from Watchmen.
My tastes are not exactly what one would call normal...
She broke my brain.
I know I'm like the only Captain of Retardation who had never read anything about it before so, yeah. My brain. It is broken now.
The small people were charming at IKEA. Fitzy insisted on walking because he was entranced by the arrows on the floor. So he would jump on each one and yell TA-YA!! with jazz hands (which is his version of tada!) and then applaud and look around expectantly waiting for the rest of the store to clap for him too. Which they did. He was THAT cute. So then we got cocky and decided to take them out for dinner last night. Fitzy threw miso soup in Fratboy's face once spoonful at a time as he tried to 'feed daddy'. Then he stabbed him in the head with a chopstick.
I, on the other hand, had great time. Eating with 4 year olds is practically like eating with human beings. Someday I will get around to bringing a camera to document shit like this again. Or, you know, not.
LOCAL PEOPLE! It is unconfirmed at this point but I believe there will be a Gru sighting at Dance Cave tonight. Please to be coming and keeping him company as Cyn and I need to leave at midnight to go pick up a hot Pole at the airport.
Oh and thanks to becky_gardens who hit me with Brad Pitt, Hugh Jackman and Keifer Sutherland in the "Who would you Marry, Shag, or Throw Off a Cliff" game:
That was surprisingly hard in the 'wow they all bore me' kind of way. Which is not Mz. Garden's fault in the slightest. Last night I had seriously disturbing erotic dreams about Edward from Twilight AND the blue dude from Watchmen.
My tastes are not exactly what one would call normal...