After a very brief lesson, we're now keen on walking with the push toy. Haven't figured out steering, yet.
Putting blankie in the toy shopping cart and pushing it around is pure gold.
Sunday, July 8, 2012
Saturday, July 7, 2012
Allergy Note
J: Do not eat salmon if you wish to live.
Also avoid Chamomile. Itchy ears. Sounds fun, but not.
And what the hell did Dions put in their fruit that one time? Ouch.
C: Avoid eating...uh, basically anything. Poor guy.
Also avoid Chamomile. Itchy ears. Sounds fun, but not.
And what the hell did Dions put in their fruit that one time? Ouch.
C: Avoid eating...uh, basically anything. Poor guy.
At Meteor Crater
Floor Nugget
Noun
A lump of something, as of chicken, that has surpassed the five-second rule.
Usage: "You can't eat floor nugget!"
Origin: The Girl
Oh, yeah, and the big hole in the ground was pretty cool too. Easily came in second most amusing event of the day.
Noun
A lump of something, as of chicken, that has surpassed the five-second rule.
Usage: "You can't eat floor nugget!"
Origin: The Girl
Oh, yeah, and the big hole in the ground was pretty cool too. Easily came in second most amusing event of the day.
Tuesday, July 3, 2012
Snake Guy Sighting #2
Tam Junction Starbucks, this time.
Still trying to pick up high-class chicks with his snakes.
I do hope he gets some.
Still trying to pick up high-class chicks with his snakes.
I do hope he gets some.
Monday, July 2, 2012
Ah-Da!
The youngest is entralled by his new-found ability to articulate when any activity or meal should be immediately ceased.
All done!
All done!
All the World's a Candy Store, He's Been Trick or Treating
There was a snake guy at the elite-ish Italian pastry place in Greenbrae.
The kids loved it.
The biddies did not.
The kids loved it.
The biddies did not.
Sunday, July 1, 2012
What Are We Looking At?
I think it's terribly awkward when an ugly girl wears a shirt with a hot chick on it.
Don't Pee On Me, Bro!
Fort Cronkhite, walking the beach. Wiggly toddler in one arm, a bunch of other crap in the other. I can't see whe my feet are.
"Argh, Mother! My foot! What the shit was that?"
"Ooh, a jellyfish. Don't touch it."
"Argh, Mother! My foot! What the shit was that?"
"Ooh, a jellyfish. Don't touch it."
Stabbin' 4 Jesus
Three big dudes walking menacingly toward me in Concord. Big dudes. Shaved heads. Dark, skinny sunglasses. Bling swinging to and fro.
They laughed when I said I was destined to get stabbed in California. Laughed!
"Excuse me, Sir?"
Well, at least the gents were going to be polite about it.
Resigned to my fate: "Yes?"
"We'd like you to have this pamphlet. God bless you."
They laughed when I said I was destined to get stabbed in California. Laughed!
"Excuse me, Sir?"
Well, at least the gents were going to be polite about it.
Resigned to my fate: "Yes?"
"We'd like you to have this pamphlet. God bless you."
On Loan
On travel, working from the hotel room.
"Crud, my calculator died."
The Wife: "What kind of batteries?"
"Three triple-A."
"I have four, but I'll need them back later tonight."
"Crud, my calculator died."
The Wife: "What kind of batteries?"
"Three triple-A."
"I have four, but I'll need them back later tonight."
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