Monday, April 30, 2007

Rebel Boy Comes Clean

Lucas, boy of a thousand hairstyles got a trim over the weekend. We had an agreement that as long as he kept his grades up, he could do anything he wanted with his hair. Trouble is, though he’s doing *really* well in school right now, (yay!), he ended up looking like this:

“Hey duuuude, is it 4:20 yet?”

You can see the underlying cuteness underneath that mop, but it’s buried! So he agreed to get a cut. And we didn’t even have to tie him up and drag him to the salon. Though there were threats.

Oh, and it was a salon. Beauty Palor. Whatever. Salon Zazou. Yes, it was *that* pretentious a place. Reha was busy so I got the honor. I don’t think I’ve ever felt more out of place. A) I have NO need of places like that anymore, what with the not having any hair anymore. B) Lots of gay guys. Which is not to say that there is anything wrong with that at all, but I was there with my entire brood of kids. Chasing them. Yelling at them. Putting out the fire Jonah started when he dropped a curling iron in a wastebasket. Caveman Jon grunt twice and say, “Male-breeder-no-hair feel out of place here.”

But the nice lady who cut his hair did a *fabulous* job. Fabu!

“If I were a kitten or puppy, this photo of me would probably get uploaded to Cute Overload, don’t you agree?”

Jon scribbled this mess on 04/30/07 at 12:03 AM, best we can tell it fits in the category of Photos Regular Post. This many folks had something to say about that, The permanent home of this entry is here: Link

Friday, April 27, 2007

Tiny Bubbles

Carnival Thing at the Elementary School.

Bubble Pit.

MUST. RESIST. URGE. TO. JUMP. IN.

How my youngest boy would look with an afro. So what if it’s a very white afro?

“Jonah, put bubbles on your head so you look like a shark.”
“How’s this?”
“Nice.”

“I shall only put a tiny amount of bubbles on my head, Father. For I am Princess Ellis. Bow before me, fool.” And then she threw bubbles in my face.

“What did you say? I can’t hear you because of all the bubbles bursting in my ears.”

Mullet Lady.
I have no more words.

Jon scribbled this mess on 04/27/07 at 12:03 AM, best we can tell it fits in the category of Photos Regular Post. This many folks had something to say about that, The permanent home of this entry is here: Link

Thursday, April 26, 2007

When the Revolution Comes, Here Are the People/Things Who Will Be Against the Wall

In the rare case that I’m not against the wall, that is.

George Lucas
American Idol anything
“Deliverables”
The fools at NBC in charge of Studio 60
Vinegar
The people responsible for IE’s rendering engine (any version)
Ralph Nader (I’m still bugged about the 2000 election)
Flash intros
Creed (the band, not any particular belief system)

Great googly-moogily I’m busy of late. More “stuff” next week.

Jon scribbled this mess on 04/26/07 at 11:10 AM, best we can tell it fits in the category of Regular Post. This many folks had something to say about that, The permanent home of this entry is here: Link

Wednesday, April 25, 2007

But There is NO Expiration Date

Yesterday was Reha’s birthday. She turned a number greater than 25, but less than 40. Crazy thing is that though she’s closer to the 40 number, she can still pass for 25. Really!

Small preface here. I know EXACTLY the date of my wife’s birthday. I have NEVER forgotten that date. It’s the day before Italy’s Liberation Day. Duh. I’d never forget that day. “Viva la Liberazione!” Sometimes the date kind of sneaks up on me and catches me unprepared, but I NEVER forget the date. Carry on.

IMPORTANT SAFETY TIP!

When you work a long day and haven’t really planned on a birthday present and when you ask her what she wants, she says, “Oh, I don’t want any presents!” and you can’t really see anything that she desperately needs, and the kids are totally clueless; resorting to giving her a hand scrawled coupon “Good for one FREE hour of ‘Jon-Love’” is never the right solution.

I should have known, because the coupon I gave her last year went unused.

Jon scribbled this mess on 04/25/07 at 09:16 AM, best we can tell it fits in the category of Regular Post. This many folks had something to say about that, The permanent home of this entry is here: Link

Tuesday, April 24, 2007

Almost Famous

A couple months ago, I read an interesting article in Wired. The author’s email address was at the end of the article and I did what I usually never do; I wrote him a little note, telling him that I enjoyed his article. We enchanged a couple more emails and we both expressed our opinions on stem cell research. Someone at Wired emailed me a week or so later and asked if they could use a part of our correspondence as a Letter to the Editor. I said, “Why not?” and promptly forgot about it. And then my copy of Wired came today.

Hey look, I’m in a magazine. And they even kept my trademark rhetorical device: “trademark a word or phrase that doesn’t really need to be trademarked.” I haven’t seen my name in print in a magazine in, like ever.

And yes, having my little blurb in the same issue as the Hero Hiro (Masi Oka) is a small bit of Nerd Nirvana™.

Jon scribbled this mess on 04/24/07 at 12:02 AM, best we can tell it fits in the category of Photos Regular Post. This many folks had something to say about that, The permanent home of this entry is here: Link

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