Tonight we went to this event by the Pittsburgh Toonseum, at which Carol Spinney was the guest of honor. You know, Carol Spinney - he who is the voice of Big Bird and Oscar the Grouch on Sesame Street ( Read more... )

Driving home in the car. Aiden asks for "mommy song" (Mamma Mia by ABBA, which he loves). I tell him "no, that's only on Daddy's iPod, and Daddy's not here right now ( Read more... )

I was pleased a while back to discover that my new audiologist's office had email. "Hooray!" I thought. "They realize many of their patients may have trouble with the phone, and accommodate them. How considerate! Now I can make my own appointments rather than having to bug Andrei ( Read more... )

So it's dawn and I'm stumbling around getting ready to take Andrei to the bus. Andrei, having been up for several hours already, is patiently waiting with his computer in one arm and Aiden in the other. Realizing he's carrying pretty much everything, I say "I'll get the door ( Read more... )

Been quiet here - growing, fussy child. Mother is visiting from out east. Many thoughts swirling, writing time nil. Seattle autumn has arrived; I shiver.

Why does this post read oddly?

( six word stories )

So my project for the day seems to be Organizing the Bedroom (tm). Call it spring cleaning if you like ( Read more... )

The cat showed up in bed this morning looking like she'd just emerged from a bowl of cheetos - one side and most of her face was covered in neon-orange dust.

It took me a long and surreal moment to realize she'd probably been into the stargazer lilies Andrei got me the other day, which were, apparently, leaking cheeto-colored pollen.

Sometimes Amazon is impressive.

Other times it just makes me go (o_O)

Sometimes it does both at once.

Today I was searching for a book I'd had recommended to me by shoebox_bird some four years ago; I couldn't precisely remember the title, but I thought it was something like "Bugs, Brains, and Traffic Jams" (about swarm intelligence ( Read more... )

A handwritten sign on the storage room of the diner we went to for breakfast this morning, in Glendale, CA:

Before you enter this room, Think!...what you want.
If you can not read English, ASK FOR HELP
Thanks

And I thought the sign on the Boston subway saying "illiterate? call this number!" was bad.

*head*
*desk*
*repeat*

lordandrei: My new name will be.... Wombat PyriteCrow. Where's my Green Man mask?
shimmeringjemmy: You don't have one.
lordandrei: Oh, right. Guess I'll have to stay in the O.T.O.
pause
lordandrei: Where are my furry legs?
shimmeringjemmy: In the car.