Friday, March 28, 2008

McCain Doesn't Have A Chance

Abby at the playground today, speaking to a kid she just met:

"I'm boting for Obama. My sister Emma? Emma is boting for Hillaryclinton. They're both good, but Obama is my friend. Who are you boting for?"

Other kid, who has obviously been taught that it isn't polite to talk about sex, politics, or religion:

"Let's make a flower cake."

This morning

Abby: "I never trick squirrels, because they don't talk."

Thank You Dale!

Remember last summer's awesome headline "5 Pound Chihuahua Saves Baby From Rattlesnake?"

My friend Dale has discovered something even better:

It's totally worth the click.

Thursday, March 27, 2008

Career Day

Emma's class just had Career Day. There was me, an architect, a lawyer, a person who sells investment products, a pharmacy technician, and a scientist.

The scientist had the misfortune of going last, directly after me. My presentation ended with a group hug and unicorns prancing around the classroom.

He started to get really frustrated because the kids didn't know that hydrogen, not water, was an element, or that we were mostly made of carbon. The kids wanted to know if he blasted things out of space (no), if he ever cured a disease (not yet), if his laser could kill someone (sadly, not even a too inquisitive first grader).

The important thing to remember when presenting to six-and seven-year-olds is to roll with the questions, be as funny and gross as possible, and keep it simple. This dad did none of these. He was visibly frustrated, and one of the kids asked him what he liked to do.

Dad: "I like to run."
Kid: "I can run faster than you!"
Dad: "No! No. Actually, you couldn't."

Thursday, March 20, 2008

Deborah Madison

At dinner tonight, she was one table away from me. I could have touched her.


After over 2 years of wearing them, I've just noticed that under direct light my glasses throw a shadow that makes me look like I have a unibrow.

Saturday, March 15, 2008


I just overheard Abby whine to Emma, "I don't know how to love!"

I can't see them, so I don't know what they're playing, and I don't want to interrupt them, so I'll just keep eavesdropping in the hopes that I'll be able to figure out what she's talking about.

That kid would make an excellent soap opera actor.