tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-148059282024-03-06T01:36:36.932-05:00mmm pie!<center>
<p>the life of
<p>Dave and Pamela, Cub and Thumper, Kimo and Sophie
</center>xunil.penguinhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12457837907548739685noreply@blogger.comBlogger277125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14805928.post-84595745635630703962008-11-22T18:31:00.000-05:002008-11-22T18:32:02.381-05:00in Which I Am Fabulous<div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiw3WK7Lxmy2tTr6F-YVhyphenhypheneomrwyjxQ3Z6gzBxQ9JQz1Gy6YvR2ol7odPw9MkxN5r14WlK10CyeZ3HfTDqHENF3pMTmcQpR59wuHDrevqdQz2WixEuKRBapRSamggP43ntQW8t9/s1600-h/100_3374.jpg"><img alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiw3WK7Lxmy2tTr6F-YVhyphenhypheneomrwyjxQ3Z6gzBxQ9JQz1Gy6YvR2ol7odPw9MkxN5r14WlK10CyeZ3HfTDqHENF3pMTmcQpR59wuHDrevqdQz2WixEuKRBapRSamggP43ntQW8t9/s320/100_3374.jpg" border="0" /></a> </div><br /><div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiOEdQhD9y2btTfPxr6P9mVOIjI3FKfYFcLFrvmcapKoLyGhQC7JJiP1MsdjC9RtIcINF2iRzZu_eNB-LouxUpzKLQaK0OdZ_jBxk9wLomIgH4KZbrya69pvQTkR6_o3prz4NVs/s1600-h/100_3375.jpg"><img alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiOEdQhD9y2btTfPxr6P9mVOIjI3FKfYFcLFrvmcapKoLyGhQC7JJiP1MsdjC9RtIcINF2iRzZu_eNB-LouxUpzKLQaK0OdZ_jBxk9wLomIgH4KZbrya69pvQTkR6_o3prz4NVs/s320/100_3375.jpg" border="0" /></a><br />Also the freaks who live with me.<br />But the HAIR, people, look at the HAIR!<br />no GRAY!<br />no SPLIT ENDS!<br />GLAMOUR!</div><br /><div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiKFiqQctRc-_jb1LEBWcvP97ORVx0vjr78_4T7j-SbVU5vE5xoVHCWGqzyU4lk_5oWDFKjNeKZ2R39xv6d4vL_QDWfBRyQj4uSiwNStmVcBCFyFE0vrPEMwqJPypkGzgX5PMkQ/s1600-h/100_3376.jpg"></a> </div><br /><div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgEbJ12m-ojdBsyIJ5W6i2_jWaRfmg05CyH47dgKvWqs0OILWX38HFBMrcu5j6DYqvLabz3D5m5MsFF4ri1-51qd28A8ErOLeiwMIo937AdJB55sXqdPH58KS5a86CQUeNjVJzE/s1600-h/100_3379.jpg"></a> </div><div style='clear:both; text-align:CENTER'><a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'><img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' style='border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;' align='middle' border='0' /></a></div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14805928.post-6340992696738211752008-09-27T21:57:00.000-04:002008-09-27T21:57:31.203-04:00Look, Ma, I'm a Tauren!<div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiZXms_-4V6Adjxhs_zpmdV9eZx5EmcrTavNMM2s0EYby3XrAedMNIzmrZf0TyeysodtRjW9pPIoULPwwYF1rZQDgumm-JQooD8-0GKawBqHCsvmca_m9SsOnhKBMrnhJb-_CCM/s1600-h/100_3249.jpg"><img alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiZXms_-4V6Adjxhs_zpmdV9eZx5EmcrTavNMM2s0EYby3XrAedMNIzmrZf0TyeysodtRjW9pPIoULPwwYF1rZQDgumm-JQooD8-0GKawBqHCsvmca_m9SsOnhKBMrnhJb-_CCM/s320/100_3249.jpg" border="0" /></a> </div><div style='clear:both; text-align:CENTER'><a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'><img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' style='border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;' align='middle' border='0' /></a></div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14805928.post-53283342350755822932008-08-26T12:45:00.003-04:002008-08-26T12:53:37.646-04:00History Timeline, Virginal State<div style="text-align: center;">I am ludicrously excited about this. Lo, the Timeline Folder.<br /></div><div style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;"><a href="http://localhost:4426/1cb7aa0e0973917368cc8069c363d49c/image7228.jpg"><img alt="" src="http://localhost:4426/1cb7aa0e0973917368cc8069c363d49c/image7228.jpg?size=320" border="0" /></a> </div><br /><div style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;">There shall be COLOR CODING.<br /><a href="http://localhost:4426/1cb7aa0e0973917368cc8069c363d49c/image7229.jpg"><img alt="" src="http://localhost:4426/1cb7aa0e0973917368cc8069c363d49c/image7229.jpg?size=320" border="0" /></a> </div><br /><div style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;">Observe! The regions coincide with what we're doing in this unit. (I'll do another timeline with appropriate regions for the next unit.)<br /><a href="http://localhost:4426/1cb7aa0e0973917368cc8069c363d49c/image7230.jpg"><img alt="" src="http://localhost:4426/1cb7aa0e0973917368cc8069c363d49c/image7230.jpg?size=320" border="0" /></a> </div><br /><div style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;">Behold, the ease of access!<br /><a href="http://localhost:4426/1cb7aa0e0973917368cc8069c363d49c/image7231.jpg"><img alt="" src="http://localhost:4426/1cb7aa0e0973917368cc8069c363d49c/image7231.jpg?size=320" border="0" /></a><br />Rejoice! As we see the possibilities inherent in the system! (I can unfold the whole thing to see events in chronological context.)<br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhJm4Ho9oDOtI5oylURgHNWIoEe71gCB4SQ0zRyWoG32xx5XhlL7063D28lxFF2uiCX9VADdJ-M6Q2yGqXkaJgblrbzT2_KdhsGgT5qMHUirpwzmc14TvyJ5Q5qyVfnwG0zNm7X/s1600-h/100_3132.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhJm4Ho9oDOtI5oylURgHNWIoEe71gCB4SQ0zRyWoG32xx5XhlL7063D28lxFF2uiCX9VADdJ-M6Q2yGqXkaJgblrbzT2_KdhsGgT5qMHUirpwzmc14TvyJ5Q5qyVfnwG0zNm7X/s320/100_3132.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238869670595105330" border="0" /></a>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14805928.post-85694115577181202162008-08-26T12:27:00.001-04:002008-08-26T12:45:56.614-04:00All the Cousins<div style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEinuN4wgDiK2wi3E_UyE0pai3T3pTXCmIVyfHOyZN0MKOZLBuW-0l8-KinSkrHygKRiaSpyFQdzAAvqir5jjztnZdQDED3t3TR_ZpRWBg5qcwf_YE6DgmIhj2n4mxzxStcVP0oE/s1600-h/100_3121.jpg"><img alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEinuN4wgDiK2wi3E_UyE0pai3T3pTXCmIVyfHOyZN0MKOZLBuW-0l8-KinSkrHygKRiaSpyFQdzAAvqir5jjztnZdQDED3t3TR_ZpRWBg5qcwf_YE6DgmIhj2n4mxzxStcVP0oE/s320/100_3121.jpg" border="0" /></a><br />Look at this pile of idiots! We went to visit my sister, who had my other sister's offpring with her as well. They are such amazing kids. I'm glad Cub and Thumper are growing up with them.</div><div style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://picasa.google.com/blogger/" target="ext"><img src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif" alt="Posted by Picasa" style="border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial;" align="middle" border="0" /></a></div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14805928.post-27173911003419656792008-08-12T12:55:00.002-04:002008-08-26T13:00:35.310-04:00We Can Fly, We Can Fly, We Can Fly!We play, as a family, this silly mind-sucking game called World of Warcraft. It's essentially Dungeons & Dragons played online with bazillions of people and fabulous graphics. Our latest "accomplishment" is the acquisition of gryphons that we can use to fly all over this magical land. Cub and Thumper are both overjoyed, and have learned to do loop-de-loops. It's as close to Real Flying as they're going to get until they're old enough to sneak behind my back and take hang-gliding lessons!Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14805928.post-30879601614969545732008-07-14T13:59:00.001-04:002008-07-14T14:00:12.082-04:00new Musicoh god .. <br /><br />I spent friday afternoon catching up on my '<a href="http://www.npr.org/blogs/allsongs/">All Songs Considered</a>' Podcasts that I have let queue up in my iTunes list. Heard lots of good things (Sigur Ros rocks!) and found an embarrassing thing for a 42 year old heterosexual male. <br /><br />I like Kelly Clarkson's music. Yes, that one, the winner of American Idol at some point in the past. Pop Star extravaganza. <br /><br />So now '<a href="http://youtube.com/watch?v=cdxRS_GyBbM">Since U Been Gone</a>' has been running through my video playlist. <br /><br />The thing about it is ... she's good .. she has a great voice, kinda husky (at least in that song) and she doesn't seem to strain to belt it out. <br /><br />I may have to buy a few singles.<br /><br />*Sigh<br /><br />Davexunil.penguinhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12457837907548739685noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14805928.post-90266609015151441812008-06-21T23:50:00.007-04:002008-06-22T00:07:15.264-04:00Fame Touches Our Family Once Again.Cub was in the Watermelon Festival play again this year -- normally, I just post pictures, but this time you REALLY need to see a video.<br /><br /><object height="350" width="425"> <param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/si02QcG40zQ"> <embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/si02QcG40zQ" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" height="350" width="425"></embed> </object><br /><br />He also played a Lion, here pictured with a lovely flower:<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjRP6wjl61DOLXUzg4rhfsecyMScwoIKQSfX2A61qoR7WsSvOR5FhTOruHYZFx7sbpCBMm7YZ8FSo9Z24DHfluwT4HWkMLYmi9pUyp3MnK1-x_0DfCjyuah5uyb8roHOWDi-cKL/s1600-h/100_3034.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjRP6wjl61DOLXUzg4rhfsecyMScwoIKQSfX2A61qoR7WsSvOR5FhTOruHYZFx7sbpCBMm7YZ8FSo9Z24DHfluwT4HWkMLYmi9pUyp3MnK1-x_0DfCjyuah5uyb8roHOWDi-cKL/s320/100_3034.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214549358862449314" border="0" /></a>And another lovely flower:<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhRpuF2v2RacTnMpTuoA8A_pDv2jHXB9fcbkAEHTSlE86pZKIiOqQfRnZ1WhSU-F6u0nMkd8Yfz5pfZdDjYJOPts5Xq8aNXFGPVnpnkXYNyoadQ3jkttp2a40zBrNpWvbewBXh7/s1600-h/100_3035.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhRpuF2v2RacTnMpTuoA8A_pDv2jHXB9fcbkAEHTSlE86pZKIiOqQfRnZ1WhSU-F6u0nMkd8Yfz5pfZdDjYJOPts5Xq8aNXFGPVnpnkXYNyoadQ3jkttp2a40zBrNpWvbewBXh7/s320/100_3035.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214549929829016962" border="0" /></a>And yet another lovely flower ...<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEifQlRMWt-6pidyRi4itMWBtHslGX6hV7aSvYoo8Qx03YBI98DYJQxWHnckA4g7tkthxkDd13xr5zpZnZRD1VHyYF4yauYwEzbBKhevf_T2K5VqppK9BjKj9Aba1BZRF0BLRLxx/s1600-h/100_3037.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEifQlRMWt-6pidyRi4itMWBtHslGX6hV7aSvYoo8Qx03YBI98DYJQxWHnckA4g7tkthxkDd13xr5zpZnZRD1VHyYF4yauYwEzbBKhevf_T2K5VqppK9BjKj9Aba1BZRF0BLRLxx/s320/100_3037.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214550309458003634" border="0" /></a>Are you seeing a theme here? As far as these girls are concerned, he is merely a convenient prop in their photo shoot. Fortunately, he's a good sport about it all.<br /><br />If you'd like to see a few more pictures (of people I didn't give birth to!) hit <a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/pallasmith/sets/72157605736841134/">this link</a>.<br /><br />It was a gloriously cheesy production, thoroughly enjoyed by audience and actors alike.Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14805928.post-42486131445496373372008-04-28T14:31:00.002-04:002008-08-26T12:40:59.522-04:00Consume, Squander, Dump, Repeat.Yesterday the Weird Aunts invited me over to inspect the Phat Lewt from their Day of Dumpster Diving. It's the end of the school year, I live in a college town, and the dorms are being purged of their tapeworm-like residents. The dormrooms must be completely emptied before the students leave for summer break. I'm not sure what I expected them to find, but it wasn't what I saw.<br /><br />I don't know if I can really describe how I felt when I saw what had been left behind, intended for the landfill. Clothes with tags on them, appliances still in boxes, food that was sealed, unopened. The quantity of it was overwhelming. How could people throw this out? How could they not drop it off at one of the eleventy-billion missions, shelters, or kitchens in our city? How freaking selfish is that? I stood there staring, babbling repetitive nonsense and trying not to cry and feeling like a complete dork.<br /><br />Every single bit of it found a place that it was needed almost immediately. Even the crappy college-kid food is ideal for the homeless, since it's usually portioned and doesn't require refrigeration or a kitchen to prepare.<br /><br />I asked if I could join them the next time they do this. I can't make people think about what they throw out, but I can at least try to mitigate it. Cub is very excited at the prospect of being invited on the next Dumpster Diving Expedition -- I think he has visions of bungee-ing head first into a giant skip!Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14805928.post-70923209096338859452008-04-11T16:25:00.000-04:002008-04-11T16:25:27.190-04:00Easter Bunnies!<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgw0IvAn7JD1ONBuhUVaKb5LZ1weRAgFNIv1uuxMni1_ZB-9bjsPkNqNAhufShtza_254hzZffMHbQAYi3L0yLdyP-ZZllEKj6aZCCW7WimnbvMy0aMfg6Fr-UEx7ikFv_-PLEi/s1600-h/100_2899.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgw0IvAn7JD1ONBuhUVaKb5LZ1weRAgFNIv1uuxMni1_ZB-9bjsPkNqNAhufShtza_254hzZffMHbQAYi3L0yLdyP-ZZllEKj6aZCCW7WimnbvMy0aMfg6Fr-UEx7ikFv_-PLEi/s320/100_2899.jpg" border="0" /></a><div style='clear:both; text-align:NONE'><a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'><img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' style='border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;' align='middle' border='0' /></a></div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14805928.post-53936037099308806912008-04-11T16:23:00.000-04:002008-04-11T16:23:48.901-04:00Hungry Mouths!<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhLWzRmgC5oh6QIBlgBS12hRXhtdPfdnhJkVB2z8OVEdUYpnfzW8mcr1CwNq7YdO0a_8QOOWzhWxGj7NTKOovJM7_umw0lkUxJzJOCAPbtdsJI1LZZJ5HjqJ5lGG0jdLUNsciT0/s1600-h/100_2865.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhLWzRmgC5oh6QIBlgBS12hRXhtdPfdnhJkVB2z8OVEdUYpnfzW8mcr1CwNq7YdO0a_8QOOWzhWxGj7NTKOovJM7_umw0lkUxJzJOCAPbtdsJI1LZZJ5HjqJ5lGG0jdLUNsciT0/s320/100_2865.jpg" border="0" /></a> <br />We came thisclose to bringing these birdlings home. A mockingbird nest fell from a high branch, and the finder brought them to the park (because homeschoolers LOVE this sort of thing!). Fortunately, an older kid wanted to tend them -- I confess, I wasn't looking forward to feeding them every fifteen minutes for the next two weeks, but I couldn't stand the thought of them being abandoned. All the kids had a great time hunting bugs and feeding them that afternoon.<div style='clear:both; text-align:NONE'><a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'><img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' style='border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;' align='middle' border='0' /></a></div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14805928.post-13313016514243231702008-04-11T16:18:00.001-04:002008-04-11T16:19:30.129-04:00My Dear Friends.<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEigs7T3ifEEuONPRkvh_y-d6ufxZBKR9CTeL9FS-pYrToBiWj6o6GY5-MWud0-ZdbiEWB7zg9U99976pRlQKEzvF-rIf6uTISmeK0bHndmbrNs4O383ctkpvN9rofM1H1ZkQ8t1/s1600-h/100_2862.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEigs7T3ifEEuONPRkvh_y-d6ufxZBKR9CTeL9FS-pYrToBiWj6o6GY5-MWud0-ZdbiEWB7zg9U99976pRlQKEzvF-rIf6uTISmeK0bHndmbrNs4O383ctkpvN9rofM1H1ZkQ8t1/s320/100_2862.jpg" border="0" /></a> <br />If it's a typical day, I have just said something horrible and funny (to me). Rebecca finds a way to make it funnier. Jill is pretending to be scandalized. But she's not. And deep in her dark heart, she thinks of a way to make it funnier still.<div style="clear: both;"><a href="http://picasa.google.com/blogger/" target="ext"><img src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif" alt="Posted by Picasa" style="border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial;" align="middle" border="0" /></a></div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14805928.post-47396222963419788322008-04-11T16:15:00.000-04:002008-04-11T16:15:31.023-04:00Thumper and Lalotte!<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg4-84vH08qlOGNz24rIB2GqqNpkoktcFtk_66hfoLl722iNCgqdfbJZx8f9j0aOh5cFL4sKdc43B2ujiF94IWffGGiuiJyvQejd4nEf9nEZG2sNTj-9LluFjomxE-_1_RFiCBV/s1600-h/100_2852.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg4-84vH08qlOGNz24rIB2GqqNpkoktcFtk_66hfoLl722iNCgqdfbJZx8f9j0aOh5cFL4sKdc43B2ujiF94IWffGGiuiJyvQejd4nEf9nEZG2sNTj-9LluFjomxE-_1_RFiCBV/s320/100_2852.jpg" border="0" /></a><div style='clear:both; text-align:NONE'><a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'><img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' style='border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;' align='middle' border='0' /></a></div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14805928.post-51898715389989476082008-01-16T20:37:00.000-05:002008-01-16T20:38:00.453-05:00Thumper's Birthday Cake!<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjnEcJXSYveJC0mE4JM5YfsYv4AYO1tAkVZ0c7b2hdstp1szz5hvK0F5VOfVNuksONd0Qfp-W77f3JMJjCFReTzo1LTPvCsQGDcn32_EaB-wXa15S9UkRHCZ8f-4qmeKq0ZJ77o/s1600-h/100_2671.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjnEcJXSYveJC0mE4JM5YfsYv4AYO1tAkVZ0c7b2hdstp1szz5hvK0F5VOfVNuksONd0Qfp-W77f3JMJjCFReTzo1LTPvCsQGDcn32_EaB-wXa15S9UkRHCZ8f-4qmeKq0ZJ77o/s320/100_2671.jpg" border="0" /></a> <br />I am not responsible for the design or execution.<br />I was working under VERY STRICT instructions.<br />He was incredibly specific.<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhm2fGgvSZcYbzN-9gxxA6PmPwlPDGkZ8h1WIYTuk-nYEtbIz3_pSFzI5vHu_yo4NUCi_w51O9NMhzQQ_rwFUA_sfJecDZd7y3iT3vXyYCWWDmt2TeMYEaNZSQ5ikBVD406EjwF/s1600-h/100_2672.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhm2fGgvSZcYbzN-9gxxA6PmPwlPDGkZ8h1WIYTuk-nYEtbIz3_pSFzI5vHu_yo4NUCi_w51O9NMhzQQ_rwFUA_sfJecDZd7y3iT3vXyYCWWDmt2TeMYEaNZSQ5ikBVD406EjwF/s320/100_2672.jpg" border="0" /></a><div style='clear:both; text-align:NONE'><a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'><img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' style='border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;' align='middle' border='0' /></a></div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14805928.post-58615198068413887242008-01-16T20:35:00.000-05:002008-01-16T20:35:13.248-05:00Cub's Birthday Cake!<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjlPRlquqnHqua4PO3nQo7P7vuLMOkC6jbuRj-pcNRkrd2ztb6icvtiXBNLQLJuR5BTKLWp8Z4Mo6xAgJaq4OeLKYiQMazb6tG8D9opjanuJbRl7GVpH_H6HGk5DTvInVEe1DJ1/s1600-h/100_2656.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjlPRlquqnHqua4PO3nQo7P7vuLMOkC6jbuRj-pcNRkrd2ztb6icvtiXBNLQLJuR5BTKLWp8Z4Mo6xAgJaq4OeLKYiQMazb6tG8D9opjanuJbRl7GVpH_H6HGk5DTvInVEe1DJ1/s320/100_2656.jpg" border="0" /></a><br />The "sand" is blitzed cake that was left over when I trimmed the castle flat.<br />I filled the center with ice cream, and then the kids laid siege!<div style='clear:both; text-align:NONE'><a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'><img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' style='border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;' align='middle' border='0' /></a></div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14805928.post-33373122337184110662008-01-16T20:31:00.000-05:002008-01-16T20:31:37.795-05:00Christmas Morning<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgqvU4oDl8LR_19pZFShc9Cmkf_cacu9DMrFltZQSbz2uA6Qb_7ApNfSLsSKj7G5y-oV86_JOKn4ajb6GralxEX5TSCN2RmZ9qMiVeuWxJ1nhJskHsGISkl5nuIawU3KhmV8XyK/s1600-h/100_2602.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgqvU4oDl8LR_19pZFShc9Cmkf_cacu9DMrFltZQSbz2uA6Qb_7ApNfSLsSKj7G5y-oV86_JOKn4ajb6GralxEX5TSCN2RmZ9qMiVeuWxJ1nhJskHsGISkl5nuIawU3KhmV8XyK/s320/100_2602.jpg" border="0" /></a> <br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj-lzAY8VWgcv19ucuoU_XNI3eWpe5rh8DHhc3eBBoRPFATnPAG_HCP5D-S0klbLCAekNn91jUJK29-_ojyIitetGHQrtOYAwwtsSNLD-R6Kk1kkJqVwBn3WIrKnygnVlzj9pAe/s1600-h/100_2605.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj-lzAY8VWgcv19ucuoU_XNI3eWpe5rh8DHhc3eBBoRPFATnPAG_HCP5D-S0klbLCAekNn91jUJK29-_ojyIitetGHQrtOYAwwtsSNLD-R6Kk1kkJqVwBn3WIrKnygnVlzj9pAe/s320/100_2605.jpg" border="0" /></a><br />You really must see them full size to appreciate the expressiveness of the subjects.<div style='clear:both; text-align:NONE'><a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'><img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' style='border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;' align='middle' border='0' /></a></div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14805928.post-4315375076741939952008-01-16T20:27:00.000-05:002008-01-16T20:27:33.261-05:00Are these the laziest creatures you've ever seen?<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgapzkDlCX87N_G1bSvFDzQUavC44bik2sGrK9dFwYoeki67879JyBZr935N9rdIqWA5cMo6qDymeU2h0dLcSnCtpRN-I-gn6TGUugEmxo8J04ufhLSxeLLCmlKH65vVYknHQa5/s1600-h/100_2599.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgapzkDlCX87N_G1bSvFDzQUavC44bik2sGrK9dFwYoeki67879JyBZr935N9rdIqWA5cMo6qDymeU2h0dLcSnCtpRN-I-gn6TGUugEmxo8J04ufhLSxeLLCmlKH65vVYknHQa5/s320/100_2599.jpg" border="0" /></a> <br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiegBSxqsyD-uOxYVp1NCqMILom6GQoCqLkwkurujpfknwKLMrF2hRxNnEnuGP5BIhOoQSdIvndX18Kq3g72BrgjF1dC6RaS5zOGN5gYwMRMk94a7i67ds9Un0EPVJIBh1IrjZh/s1600-h/100_2601.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiegBSxqsyD-uOxYVp1NCqMILom6GQoCqLkwkurujpfknwKLMrF2hRxNnEnuGP5BIhOoQSdIvndX18Kq3g72BrgjF1dC6RaS5zOGN5gYwMRMk94a7i67ds9Un0EPVJIBh1IrjZh/s320/100_2601.jpg" border="0" /></a><div style='clear:both; text-align:NONE'><a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'><img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' style='border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;' align='middle' border='0' /></a></div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14805928.post-89782666820949985652007-12-05T18:02:00.000-05:002007-12-05T18:35:56.810-05:00Pics from The King and II have around 100, but (a) many of them suck, due to me being unfamiliar with the effect that stage lights and movement would have and (b) these are the only ones that prominently feature Cub!<br /><br />So, here he is with the much-admired Veronica, who has been happily bossing him around.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjNvX4Q_-eNDz0Bub5hmVoL9-dZHJEYgmLvBY7vp-jL6dZtzVGmpR6MAJOIbZpkXUCn5dAjib05sOYNu8JIGtJ_icuOn0J1HqLEuveDbegcLVc2YJIkj5U_VMYKU14fXbGM-H00/s1600-h/100_2236.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjNvX4Q_-eNDz0Bub5hmVoL9-dZHJEYgmLvBY7vp-jL6dZtzVGmpR6MAJOIbZpkXUCn5dAjib05sOYNu8JIGtJ_icuOn0J1HqLEuveDbegcLVc2YJIkj5U_VMYKU14fXbGM-H00/s320/100_2236.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5140631822046218642" /></a><br /><br />Perfect Princely Posture:<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjEYSMN34NGs-NqIJV0uyrd9FzyqijzQpKlxYnXzsfrGHePNx_ZOGuh2zlAt2ZzV3qaoi8au5_KmfPnjehUjnerCyPrNRglSW_CzTzU-b9VK305ZYqAl1Q6DwxztqJ9pXK8evGD/s1600-h/100_2371.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjEYSMN34NGs-NqIJV0uyrd9FzyqijzQpKlxYnXzsfrGHePNx_ZOGuh2zlAt2ZzV3qaoi8au5_KmfPnjehUjnerCyPrNRglSW_CzTzU-b9VK305ZYqAl1Q6DwxztqJ9pXK8evGD/s320/100_2371.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5140634557940386210" /></a><br /><br />Trying to out-haughty one another:<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiMMK16sIXugc1Ko6xcjOunc0BvFV9UvChLqVSdzrH3C6XuXTymgyqXBjgGYpuiGb3gjmOqnTR6KQ_HstwDi3FSQvf85eK4Ge6U-P9-nHIPeInlRdFx6qEoFswIa-y0gpGVTrGb/s1600-h/100_2375.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiMMK16sIXugc1Ko6xcjOunc0BvFV9UvChLqVSdzrH3C6XuXTymgyqXBjgGYpuiGb3gjmOqnTR6KQ_HstwDi3FSQvf85eK4Ge6U-P9-nHIPeInlRdFx6qEoFswIa-y0gpGVTrGb/s320/100_2375.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5140634991732083122" /></a><br /><br />Kowtowing to the King. See what I mean about blurriness? And weird reflective eyes that redeye-fix doesn't fix. What kind of idiot can't take pics with a digital camera, I ask you?<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjPF4cO2upS5V2u0R23G3yBRnQ34eseVrkjhmctO2M2UQkZYL4dIQi9Tn_-jOFbZBGkR5xkK5a7wAzSGs0vZTYm-gtqWGTAsocSxZgH28VxmQ5aVl2ctjYl-bvRMCT42DPxmm2h/s1600-h/100_2310.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjPF4cO2upS5V2u0R23G3yBRnQ34eseVrkjhmctO2M2UQkZYL4dIQi9Tn_-jOFbZBGkR5xkK5a7wAzSGs0vZTYm-gtqWGTAsocSxZgH28VxmQ5aVl2ctjYl-bvRMCT42DPxmm2h/s320/100_2310.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5140635717581556162" /></a>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14805928.post-74068654332630209572007-11-18T08:47:00.000-05:002007-11-18T13:58:39.187-05:00This morning, I seriously considered lying in bed for Just A Few More Minutes. I really did. But then I heard a Suspicious Rustling, and the staccato thumpety-thump of wee little feet running away. I have learned that these sounds merit investigation.<br /><br />I found the Thumper wedged between the pantry and the refrigerator, cheeks puffed out like a successful squirrel, eyes wide and innocent.<br /><br />"What are you eating?"<br /><br />"Muffink!" (nothing)<br /><br />"Is that the truth or a lie?"<br /><br />"A wie ..." (a lie)<br /><br />"So what are you eating?"<br /><br />"Guwwies." (gummies)<br /><br />"Where did you get them?"<br /><br />"Dawwie." (daddy. who is asleep himself)<br /><br />"Oh REALLY. When?"<br /><br />"Wass migh." (last night)<br /><br />Damn the man. Who leaves a whole bag of gummies within reach of a three-year-old? But I got my revenge. Cub and I left for the morning, playing tennis and shopping for a BIKE FOR MEEEEEEE!!!! leaving the sugar-high Thumper alone with his gummy-peddling father. HA!Unknownnoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14805928.post-21114274949380959762007-11-12T17:42:00.000-05:002007-11-12T17:48:22.908-05:00<div style="text-align: center;">Last year we started a Thanksgiving tradition. We made a "tree" out of tracings of our arms and hands, sealed it in contact paper, and every day or two wrote things that we're thankful for on the leaves which we sticky-taped to the tree. This is the first couple of days worth for this year.<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhJKCPrB0Eckgv5L9z9_DjImxsC5eYOH0hS74FA4N-ZyfzvJto_-womOZv-w-s-itbshrf-1EkTtZYD160VNGeJViKDacOUAT10LqCuK0Bs5Zyis2ph6V-FzQ988wB3aHIXBj7c/s1600-h/100_2224.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_" style="margin: 0px 10px 10px 0px; clear: both; float: left;" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhJKCPrB0Eckgv5L9z9_DjImxsC5eYOH0hS74FA4N-ZyfzvJto_-womOZv-w-s-itbshrf-1EkTtZYD160VNGeJViKDacOUAT10LqCuK0Bs5Zyis2ph6V-FzQ988wB3aHIXBj7c/s320/100_2224.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /></div><br /><br /><br /><div style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><a href="http://picasa.google.com/blogger/" target="ext"><img src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif" alt="Posted by Picasa" style="border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial;" align="middle" border="0" /></a></div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14805928.post-78594161050811114862007-11-07T15:39:00.000-05:002007-11-07T15:48:24.632-05:00They Do Have Redeeming Qualities.I spent the afternoon making <a href="http://www.101cookbooks.com/archives/grownup-fig-cookies-recipe.html">fig cookies</a> and resisting the demands of the small people to enlist me in their games.<br /><br />This is exceedingly difficult, as they employ a technique known as "Purposeful Obtuseness." No matter what I say, they continue to behave as if I have agreed to participate, though I most vocally have NOT.<br /><br />They <span style="font-style: italic;">think </span>that eventually my determination will erode.<br /><br />They are correct.<br /><br />And what was my reward? I was led by a trail of clues to a couple of statues posed flanking a bowl of yogurt pretzels. They were labeled "Jacob" and "Jamey," and there was a sign in front of the pretzels saying "WE LOVE YOU!" Then the statues magically came to life and hugged me. I was informed that this was a but a small token of their appreciation.<br /><br />That'll teach me. Next time I'm giving in quicker.Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14805928.post-49673800964801517872007-11-06T16:49:00.001-05:002007-11-06T16:51:36.482-05:00Some Dogs Are Born Superheroes ...<div style="text-align: center;">Some have Superhero-ness Thrust Upon Them ...<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiOLHLtd0yOwFDkUp39lgt-csIoJkwN2V1csFhmnuIFm7-8pUEWS68ti6l8kRE9zxodN-a8WhU3GR_t51lREQXwK37zpDtC5bX_UTKWUt2SZXOChw6iIqGDdgVicrK8x12ZanUU/s1600-h/100_2221.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiOLHLtd0yOwFDkUp39lgt-csIoJkwN2V1csFhmnuIFm7-8pUEWS68ti6l8kRE9zxodN-a8WhU3GR_t51lREQXwK37zpDtC5bX_UTKWUt2SZXOChw6iIqGDdgVicrK8x12ZanUU/s320/100_2221.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5129847800158167682" border="0" /></a>Still Others Are Bought Off With Snausages and Tummy Rubs.<br /></div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14805928.post-3221033908203107262007-11-06T16:36:00.000-05:002007-11-06T16:49:04.838-05:00What they're really doing when they're supposed to be sleeping.<div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgqAxxF5P4qwz3BQ8ASRqLGKKGgMno2tNOguGPWteADcbsHRj5VG8SpLlIT53usYzxcIDfIZ5w5jJeujQ5145HUT0Lm1PBz_DGIDi-IopovLOcT2_arBtJIDyDnIj9R9z23UdfK/s1600-h/100_2217.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgqAxxF5P4qwz3BQ8ASRqLGKKGgMno2tNOguGPWteADcbsHRj5VG8SpLlIT53usYzxcIDfIZ5w5jJeujQ5145HUT0Lm1PBz_DGIDi-IopovLOcT2_arBtJIDyDnIj9R9z23UdfK/s320/100_2217.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5129844763616289394" border="0" /></a>"Okay, now Donald is arguing with Gladstone Gander!"<br /></div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14805928.post-34569178582053835162007-11-05T11:56:00.000-05:002007-11-05T12:17:38.625-05:00How Very Gifted Children Play.<div style="text-align: center;"><br />"Thumper, are you SURE you want to do this?"<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiRkYwieUc5FPKloHV4baJUMRqgQg6dVfanUkztLnQcpyqpvFx_G6CNzb6iLp2bn391sAx4eQ5kmClGHWCe8rwYwEAD1IVvjONbihkVHs3cKq_V46RXNNclRIuYG50Q4l5J2P1Q/s1600-h/100_2200.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiRkYwieUc5FPKloHV4baJUMRqgQg6dVfanUkztLnQcpyqpvFx_G6CNzb6iLp2bn391sAx4eQ5kmClGHWCe8rwYwEAD1IVvjONbihkVHs3cKq_V46RXNNclRIuYG50Q4l5J2P1Q/s320/100_2200.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5129401677610164770" border="0" /><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-size:100%;" ><span style="font-family:arial;"></span></span></a>"Oh, yeah. BRING IT!"<br /><br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiho4tryKBCPZp3QNFRMFzas6WEbjz59tPAWazOfUKljvWbKR4-TYswBaq-h0P8fu6EC1Bwk7dxVrygBzHyXzUSlUkIPdaxskNc5K02jveH29ZAJNQadr4M3UfrOYfKfZdG_OY5/s1600-h/100_2201.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiho4tryKBCPZp3QNFRMFzas6WEbjz59tPAWazOfUKljvWbKR4-TYswBaq-h0P8fu6EC1Bwk7dxVrygBzHyXzUSlUkIPdaxskNc5K02jveH29ZAJNQadr4M3UfrOYfKfZdG_OY5/s320/100_2201.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5129401686200099378" border="0" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: center;">"THUNK"<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhSeTH1DuqnbWdlyUJi_3B3fhVc3h2SiLt0O7MMqTaNQeguFrvTYPPdzERGE-tJiqFy5E4lOyIVzfeRiOndIA7_jc_wJqt6uGv0s9erPVhlM2ca-XLVNR4KvK1IWAzxFmy1xV7S/s1600-h/100_2202.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhSeTH1DuqnbWdlyUJi_3B3fhVc3h2SiLt0O7MMqTaNQeguFrvTYPPdzERGE-tJiqFy5E4lOyIVzfeRiOndIA7_jc_wJqt6uGv0s9erPVhlM2ca-XLVNR4KvK1IWAzxFmy1xV7S/s320/100_2202.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5129401690495066690" border="0" /></a>"Whoa. Dude."<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiMtfol5UFCrplLZXg5o_V0SrLSh0ADFG2xPFWqGSXNW0S2QS9Av8jCr7qXesuZ2MC5nN0nTfK1reGJzgWkFTPparDjhuWi4ke0XlA0n-zZAWTD4rEwh7ojuIRLri4mxPWZdODu/s1600-h/100_2203.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiMtfol5UFCrplLZXg5o_V0SrLSh0ADFG2xPFWqGSXNW0S2QS9Av8jCr7qXesuZ2MC5nN0nTfK1reGJzgWkFTPparDjhuWi4ke0XlA0n-zZAWTD4rEwh7ojuIRLri4mxPWZdODu/s320/100_2203.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5129401694790034002" border="0" /></a><br />"Let's do it again!"<br /><br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi-kw5hxAued9WAzIWjiTXtZpRfVcWcQZCIjU4D6NJxFDYtOe9FzMuSqK1ana_MvgpkRHZqIXkrcwY9loJqv_xbU2w78ll5A3hefVpR47aLs-bTIHaXEJj-Utnr41k7_aDjyjC2/s1600-h/100_2204.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi-kw5hxAued9WAzIWjiTXtZpRfVcWcQZCIjU4D6NJxFDYtOe9FzMuSqK1ana_MvgpkRHZqIXkrcwY9loJqv_xbU2w78ll5A3hefVpR47aLs-bTIHaXEJj-Utnr41k7_aDjyjC2/s320/100_2204.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5129401699085001314" border="0" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: center;">Wasn't this a <a href="http://www.tv.com/the-simpsons/show/146/summary.html?tag=tabs;summary">Simpson</a>'s Episode?<br /></div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14805928.post-60416771284825928102007-11-01T13:48:00.001-04:002007-11-02T21:57:16.572-04:00Halloween!<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhHgSFrV9Mme6Jr3WPleoySexu1bJ-OeHljbS7aYNjw0WUlSSG8lE9UkelTVvFUJmnmqzxm9xPbAOphXo5kRVr_fipxXdjENTlJTYqsxByS7YuOhofhfAS7_-qbNDgRZTiLfRb3/s1600-h/100_2195.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhHgSFrV9Mme6Jr3WPleoySexu1bJ-OeHljbS7aYNjw0WUlSSG8lE9UkelTVvFUJmnmqzxm9xPbAOphXo5kRVr_fipxXdjENTlJTYqsxByS7YuOhofhfAS7_-qbNDgRZTiLfRb3/s320/100_2195.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5127930436562919922" border="0" /></a><br /><br />There's a family that does a haunted garage every year, VERY scary.<br /><br />Cub was being dramatic and fearful, and Thumper (in his chubby red dragon costume) said "It's okay, Jacob, I am the BRAVEST! I'll pwotect you!" and he ran up and ROARED at them. <br /><br />I thought I might die of the cute.Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14805928.post-77079619194976304462007-11-01T13:45:00.000-04:002007-11-01T15:34:58.727-04:00Dave is Grounded from the TeeVee!Cub was making a peanutbutter & mayo sandwich, and I made a face (wouldn't you?) ... he said "One of your ancestors must have been black. That's why you don't like mayo."<br /><br />As I stood there, desperately trying to compose a response, he explained "You know, like in <a href="http://imdb.com/title/tt0279493/">Undercover Brother</a>!"<br /><br />He suggested the application of hot sauce to counteract the effects.<br /><br />Thanks, Dave, for letting him watch that. At least it was network, and all the n-bombs were bleeped.Unknownnoreply@blogger.com1