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Monday, August 28, 2006
Sunday, August 13, 2006
Eryn, Max, Sofie
Last Monday at Bunker Park (you have to pay to get it, but the playground is wonderful). Dad with Sofie, who is a month old in the picture. Now she's five weeks. It makes a difference at this age...
That yellow post is a mister. The kids liked it a little bit.
Max spent so much time running under the mister that he was dripping water when he headed back to the play equipment. (Check the nose.)
That yellow post is a mister. The kids liked it a little bit.
Max spent so much time running under the mister that he was dripping water when he headed back to the play equipment. (Check the nose.)
Friday, August 11, 2006
The Descent
Morlocks crash the Ya-Ya Sisterhood weekend.
BUT, parts were creepy. Not just stupid-scary-you-knew-there-was-a-baddie-hanging-from-the-ceiling (though there's enough of that, too), but actually creepy. I agree with this guy:
It was, however, another movie that couldn't figure out how to end, and in lieu of doing something well, just went for stupid. Yeah, yeah, there's an underlying sense that this woman can never escape the ickiness of her past, but mostly the end was a cop out. Matinee or Netflix it.
Possible morals:
Spelunking is a stupid sport
SONAR is funky
Caves are creepy
Never trust an Asian woman to be your tour guide
BUT, parts were creepy. Not just stupid-scary-you-knew-there-was-a-baddie-hanging-from-the-ceiling (though there's enough of that, too), but actually creepy. I agree with this guy:
"While the movie has wonderful moments of unmotivated tension that make sure we're quite ill at ease from the beginning, it's also got a few too many of the kind of cheap boo-scares that indicate a director not fully trusting his grip on you."
It was, however, another movie that couldn't figure out how to end, and in lieu of doing something well, just went for stupid. Yeah, yeah, there's an underlying sense that this woman can never escape the ickiness of her past, but mostly the end was a cop out. Matinee or Netflix it.
Possible morals:
Spelunking is a stupid sport
SONAR is funky
Caves are creepy
Never trust an Asian woman to be your tour guide
Thursday, August 03, 2006
Minty Fresh
My first thought after the searing pain calmed down was "That's a planetdan bloggable moment." I don't know how he'll feel about it, if he ever knows, but there it is.
I went to brush my teeth before bed last night, and somehow flicked the bristles of the toothbrush as I was putting toothpaste on it (it was Scooter's - maybe this was karma for using his toothbrush. I know, ew. Get over it.) I think it was a grapefruit moment - if something gets flicked, it's headed right into your eye. That's just how it works. It doesn't get your shoulder, it gets your eye. In the very brief moment between understanding toothpaste was probably gonna get in my eye, and it actually getting into my eye, I thought, toothpaste, no big deal, and then the pain started, and I wondered why it hurt so much. Several minutes later, and then only through one eye, I saw that it was baking soda and peroxide toothpaste. Then I had the planetdan thought. And I held my eye shut some more.
Ow.
I went to brush my teeth before bed last night, and somehow flicked the bristles of the toothbrush as I was putting toothpaste on it (it was Scooter's - maybe this was karma for using his toothbrush. I know, ew. Get over it.) I think it was a grapefruit moment - if something gets flicked, it's headed right into your eye. That's just how it works. It doesn't get your shoulder, it gets your eye. In the very brief moment between understanding toothpaste was probably gonna get in my eye, and it actually getting into my eye, I thought, toothpaste, no big deal, and then the pain started, and I wondered why it hurt so much. Several minutes later, and then only through one eye, I saw that it was baking soda and peroxide toothpaste. Then I had the planetdan thought. And I held my eye shut some more.
Ow.