The start of it all....
It was Sarah's idea. The aspiring film student/movie know-it-all. This is why I'm here. I needed this though. It's a good place to let the random shit leak out of your head and onto something that might make sense of it all.
Are you allowed to curse on here? Oh well, fuck it.
I'm watching Princess Mononoke. My 3 year old loves it. It's the "Talking Wolf" movie to him. Funny how he is so de-sensitized from violent things. Swords lopping off heads, primitive guns blowing holes in people, talking giant wolves, giant talking pigs, and little clicking bobble-headed ghosts. What could be more fun?
Spirited Away is none other than, "The Poop Monster Movie". Funny how he comes up with the names.
He likes to play Winning Eleven Eight on the Playstation. His team is determined by the color's on his shirt that he's wearing. He likes playing that soccer game.
The other day, I heard him ask his dad what it was in his hand. Dad told him it was a rubber ball. So what does he do? He takes the ball and rubs it on his shirt, and says. "Rubber Ball". I laughed. He was corrected with, "No, not that kind of rub, rubber like the material." He didn't understand what THAT meant, just kept playing with his ball.
Wanted to learn more about Judaism. Meet with Rabbi whatshisname on Thursday to talk. Seems interesting. Just want to learn, not to convert. Not that there's anything wrong with being Jewish, just curious about the religion. May take a Taste of Judaism class. It's full of history.
Time to spend more time with the boy.
Are you allowed to curse on here? Oh well, fuck it.
I'm watching Princess Mononoke. My 3 year old loves it. It's the "Talking Wolf" movie to him. Funny how he is so de-sensitized from violent things. Swords lopping off heads, primitive guns blowing holes in people, talking giant wolves, giant talking pigs, and little clicking bobble-headed ghosts. What could be more fun?
Spirited Away is none other than, "The Poop Monster Movie". Funny how he comes up with the names.
He likes to play Winning Eleven Eight on the Playstation. His team is determined by the color's on his shirt that he's wearing. He likes playing that soccer game.
The other day, I heard him ask his dad what it was in his hand. Dad told him it was a rubber ball. So what does he do? He takes the ball and rubs it on his shirt, and says. "Rubber Ball". I laughed. He was corrected with, "No, not that kind of rub, rubber like the material." He didn't understand what THAT meant, just kept playing with his ball.
Wanted to learn more about Judaism. Meet with Rabbi whatshisname on Thursday to talk. Seems interesting. Just want to learn, not to convert. Not that there's anything wrong with being Jewish, just curious about the religion. May take a Taste of Judaism class. It's full of history.
Time to spend more time with the boy.