she kills me

we watched Superbad last night

and this line is still making me laugh. Seth is talking to his best friend Evan about a boy who dated a girl they are interested in. They think this boy is a better catch than either one of them. Seth says "He is so sweet! Have you ever looked into his eyes? It's like the first time I heard the Beatles."

giant fungi

We have these gigantic mushrooms growing in our backyard. I've been having a bit of fun with them.

Ode to Terry Gilliam

who brought the cat?

Thank you, Kevin Charnas. I don't even care if the cat was Photoshopped in, it is funny!

I keep forgetting to post this

So funny, and so sadly true.

turning away, trying desperately to stifle the giggles

A few days ago, Junebug asked me a question about life in the 1900's. It really hadn't occurred to what a huge divide that is, between centuries. She was born in 2001, and to her, the 1900's, even the year 1999, seem so far removed from the current year.

This morning, after she ate breakfast, Junebug set about repairing the pet rock which she had created at her school's Fine Arts Night yesterday evening. She had taken it to bed with her last night and the poor thing suffered from too much attention. One googley eye had come off, and both pompom ears as well. As she was gluing these features back on, she asked Mr. Man, "Daddy, did they have paper when you were a kid?". To which replied, slightly puzzled-ly, "Yes, we had paper." Then she said, "But I thought that, back in the nineteen hundreds, you had to write words on rocks.". What is she learning at that public school?

the comedian of the family

Yesterday, while I was attempting the dreaded 5:30pm grocery shop with 2 kids in tow, sugarbear once again caused me to attract untoward attention by snorting with laughter in a quite unfeminine manner. Here's why: after I had managed to gather most of the items on my list (HEB was sold out of gallons of 1% organic milk. Gah!!), I wondered aloud what else we might need. Sugarbear piped up with the answer "a frozen monkey!". After I stopped laughing, and after we'd paid and were on our way home, I asked her how I would prepare said monkey. She said I should bake it and cover it with chocolate sauce. Not ketchup, because that would be gross. Junebug agreed. Definitely chocolate sauce.

I miss her already

George W. Bush has one less thorn in his side today. Why?
Because Molly Ivins died yesterday.
You can go here to read a tribute to her. We pinkos who live in this red state treasured her intelligent, incisive, fearless and damned funny criticism of the current administration.
R.I.P., Molly.