Friday, June 27, 2008

Someday She’ll Be Impressed

Ellis (5): I like the way Mommy does my hair.

Me: Really?! What does she do that I don’t do?

Ellis: She’s better at tying ribbons. And brushing. [hair]

Me: Well, sure she is. But can Mommy configure OS X Server 10.5 on an Xserve and set up Apache and MySQL?

Ellis remains unimpressed.

Wednesday, June 25, 2008

We Have Ways of Making You Talk

I got home the other night and after having spent the day at home with all her siblings, Ellis handed me her “report on the day.”

In case you have trouble reading her handwriting:

Dear Jon

Lucas has bin [been] bad & mean to Ellis and Jonah.

I love you Daddy

In the future if her chosen career, “Sparkle Princess” doesn’t work out, at least we know that she has Stasi levels of monitoring techniques to fall back on.

Monday, June 23, 2008

The Bad List

Ellis is at that age where she needs to keep track of everyone who gets in trouble at our house. Though now that I think about it, it’s not an age thing at all. She just likes to monitor and judge every one around. Later, this will be called “being confidently assertive” or “a huge pain in the butt” depending on your perspective.

She made this chart:

NOTE: She started out with two “bad” marks because she wouldn’t help clean up her mess in the living room.

Also, Carrie (or “Cannie” depending on how you see the chart) didn’t really have any marks and neither did Reha ("Mom").

And Ellis’ bad marks got circled, because “once they are circled, they aren’t bad marks any more.”

I’m not telling why I got a bad mark. I’ll just say this: Totally worth it.

Friday, June 20, 2008

Ball of Confusion, Indeed

Moltz and I put together another edition of Technology! Whiskey! Sexy!

Espisode 04: Francophiles

And lo! We called forth demons from the depths of Hell and we installed XP.

Or something like that.

Also, John basically loses it and “Angry Moltz” has to be one of my favorite reoccurring characters.

Also! I have a question for you, my dear reader(s).

Should I continue to post here on Ransom Note when TWS (Technology! Whiskey! Sexy!… we like to call it “TWS,” gives it that nice “insider” feeling, don’t ya think?) has a new episode? I kind of get the feeling that the two audiences (Ransom Note and TWS, that is) are radically different and the one probably has zero interest in the other. Plus, if you have subscribed to the TWS podcast in iTunes you’ll be notified, right? And if you haven’t already subscribed, you probably don’t care? Am I right?

Also! My toe is much better, thank you all for your kind words and expressions of concern. I can walk fairly comfortably now and I’m completely off the pain meds, though that was kind of fun while it lasted, I must admit. Opiates… shame about them being dreadfully addictive and all, you know? Soon I’ll be able to contemplate getting out and running in the same way I had been contemplating running in previous weeks, i.e., “Man, I really should get back to running. Oh hey, look! I could also just stay here in this comfy bed, too! Works for me! Hand me another tub of ice cream, will ya, please?”

Anyway. Happy Friday! Tomorrow is June 20, the summer solstice and the the longest day of the year. Rather, it’s the day with the longest amount of daylight, since if you want to get all technical and snippy about it, all days are the same length, and only the amount of sunlight varies appreciably.

Remember your sunscreen! Re-apply as necessary!

Wednesday, June 18, 2008

With Friends Like This…

Last week was my birthday. (We talked a bit about this a few weeks before the actual date, remember?)

I had lunch with some friends and though the free lunch was great, I wasn’t all that excited about their collective gift to me:

Mostly because when I got home I had to have this conversation with Ellis:

E: What’s this, Daddy?

J: Um.

E: Daddy, what is it?

J: Do you really need to know, Ellis?

E: What is it?

J: It’s a birthday gift I got from some friends at lunch today.

E: What’s it for?

[Me, ignoring her, hoping she’ll lose interest.]

E: What’s it for?

[No such luck.]

E: What’s it for?

J: It’s a medicine for helping you go to the bathroom, Ellis.

E: Do you need help going to the bathroom, Daddy?

J: No, but apparently my friends think I might.

E: Why do they think that, Daddy?

J: Because they are mean and hateful people, Ellis. If you ever meet them, run away as fast as you can.

I think as a thank you to them I’ll bake them a nice batch of brownies with that stuff as the “extra-special, makes-them-taste-VERY-YUMMY” flavoring.

Proximus

 

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