April 6, 2008
Just hanging with the cuzins. Dev really likes Marley
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March 31, 2008
He's even cute when he cries...
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YAY! Yes Park, No Powerplant!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
March 30, 2008
I was in Minneapolis for my first time. It was fun and not as cold as I expected. My wonderful tour guide, Mary, took me to a hipster supper club and an old man's bar. Nice mix. We even stopped by some literary-type event at this place.
We also took a billion photos of ourselves in basically the same pose over and over and over. We then harrassed the waiters and took photos of them over and over and over again too. Fun!
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Oh, and also to prove that I still occassionally participate in non-baby-focused activities....Look at LW's blog and see our night out watching straight/transexual/omnisexual burlesque at The Slipper Room. Yeah, that's right. I got edge. And it was such a charming night to boot.
March 21, 2008
I'm going through a very slow blogging season. There are many reasons for this, including: my job, my kid, taking classes at night, trying to make time for friends still, etc.
And now I'm hitting my heavy work-travel season. Next week is Minneapolis for the Public Library Association's meeting. I like that one. I think librarians are cool - the Times says so too.
So yeah, its really weird to travel for work since Devlin came into the picture. Like for the first night (or even two) its kinda nice in a way...room service and people picking up after me and no responsibilities...but as soon as that third morning rolls around, I start having serious Dev withdrawel.
Anyway, here are random links:
Ah, Tina Fey, my husband loves you and I do too. Especially after what she had to say about Paris Hilton.
Please send a note to our Governor (whoever that may be by next week) to protect the Williamsburg Greenpoint waterfront. We don't want no stinkin' powerplants! Wasn't that gonna be Chris G's platform for his...whatever he wanted to be....mayor of Greenpoint? No powerplants, clean up broken glass and let people skate? Was that it?
Speaking of skating. I was very horrified to hear that Steve-O tried to kill himself and went to the loony bin. But now he's safe in rehab so I guess all is well that ends well.
Oh, and this is scary...dangerous toxin found in some organic products.
And I leave you all with more youtube of my son. He likes to wear my garbage can on his head. You ever see that movie Parenthood, where the yuppie couple have this super-smart little girl who is doing advanced math and reading, while Steve Martin's kid is ramming his head against the wall with a bucket? Sometimes I feel like Steve Martin now.
March 16, 2008
If anyone is wondering why Daddy Jim spends so much time taping him young prodigy, the reason is obvious. Jim is obssessed with America's Funniest Home Videos. No joke. He is waiting for that one special moment to make us a $10,000 winner. Dare we even imagine we will win the yearly $100,000? Anything is possible in this great videotaped country of ours.
Now more cute Devlin DANCING. He sings the monster part in the song. Mel Brooks fans will be the only ones to get this.
Really cute video of Devlin stuck in his toy tub...watch it!
February 29, 2008
Ok, ok, these are really the last photos from Devlin's dedication...Claudia just sent me these this weekend.
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Glitter guns - shouldn't we all get these?
I forgot to recommend this Joe Strummer documentary - The Future is Unwritten - we loved it...
Joe Strummer on cigarette smoking. “Nonsmokers should be banned from buying any product a smoker created.” Whoo -hoo. There is nothing I like more than an unrepentant cigarette smokers. I wanna be one of them.
We also got a chance to see Juno recently. My coworker passed on a bootleg off the street, which was actually a digital copy and thus an enjoyable viewing situation. Backround for those of you not in NYC - as soon as a movie comes out you can find it & buy it on the street. Literally, on a blanket laid out on the street on any random corner.
And yeah, occasionally I've been known to pick one up. But I have not bought one since the unfortunate copy we picked up of Jackass 2. Ok, the guy was shooting the movie off of a handheld camcorder. And he kept cracking up so hard that the viewfinder was shaking up and down and I honestly was getting sea sick trying to watch it. That'll serve me right for breaking the law.
February 24, 2008
Ode to the semicolon; I love thee.
Oh, c'mon! They're baby owls!
Ok, this woman inspires me to get back to reading...books that is...I have been really, really lax as of recently. I still read constantly, its just more blog-based and magazine-based and whatnot. Reading in small packages, y'know? Its partially due to the baby (can I still call him "the baby" now that he is one year old!?) and partially due to the fact that I have to read so much for work that sometimes I get burned out. But no more! Bring on the books baby. Anyone got recommendations?
People no longer know how to walk on the sidewalk...I know, I know, its friggin true. Whatever happened to real NYers keeping to the right and making time while the tourists meandered down the left looking up at buildings? Its like everyone's lost their freakin' minds and have no shame walking down the street on their cell phone with their latte, clocking .5 miles per hour. Holding golf umbrellas up. What's with that?
McCarren Pool plans revealed. Guess what? Its gonna be a pool.
More photos from Devlin's D-day. I think this may be it.
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February 18, 2008
Babycakes.
Ok, you ever see that show The Bad Girls Club? I dvr it because I'm a masochist. I like to torture myself at night listening to those bitches talk nonsense over each other and then threaten to kick each others asses. Fun! This clip combines, not just bad girl ridiculous petty back and forth, but also the self-consumed Tyra Banks leaving her own stage, cos the "bad girls" wouldn't let her get a word in edgewise. Whoa dude. Pop off!
On the same track...The girls of the Hills visit Iraq.
We all had the flu all weekend. I'm still delirious.
So somebody (Jim M.) forwarded me this email the other day, and he is not a forwarder, and neither am I (really, I swear) but good heavens this cracked me up... so I'm not just forwarding it, I'm posting it. I am, indeed, someone's lame mom...I'm gonna start blogging about mini vans soon.
DOG
DIARY
8:00 am - Dog food! My favorite thing!
9:30 am - A car ride! My favorite thing!
9:40 am - A walk in the park! My favorite thing!
10:30 am - Got rubbed and petted! My favorite thing!
12:00 PM - Lunch! My favorite thing!
1:00 PM - Played in the yard! My favorite thing!
3:00 PM - Wagged my tail! My favorite thing!
5:00 PM - Milk bones! My favorite thing!
7:00 PM - Got to play ball! My favorite thing!
8:00 PM - Wow! Watched TV with the people! My favorite thing!
11:00 PM - Sleeping on the bed! My favorite thing!
CAT
DIARY
Day 983 of my captivity.
My captors continue to taunt me with bizarre little dangling objects.They dine lavishly on fresh meat, while the other inmates and I are fed hash or some sort of dry nuggets. Although I make my contempt for the rations perfectly clear, I nevertheless must eat something in order to keep up my strength.The only thing that keeps me going is my dream of escape. In an attempt to disgust them, I once again vomit on the carpet.
Today I decapitated a mouse and dropped its headless body at their feet. I had hoped this would strike fear into their hearts, since it clearly demonstrates what I am capable of. However, they merely made condescending comments about what a "good little hunter" I am.
There was some sort of assembly of their accomplices tonight. I was placed in solitary confinement for the duration of the event. However, I could hear the noises and smell the food. I overheard that my confinement was due to the power of "allergies." I must learn what this means, and how to use it to my advantage.
Today I was almost successful in an attempt to assassinate one of my tormentors by weaving around his feet as he was walking. I must try this again tomorrow but at the top of the stairs.
I am convinced that the other prisoners here are flunkies and snitches. The dog receives special privileges. He is regularly released and seems to be more than willing to return. He is obviously retarded.
C'mon! That's friggin funny! Ok, I give up. I'm going to bed.
February 16, 2008
Photos from the D man's dedication weekend in random order...
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| So we let the balloons go after the ceremony and they floated up over the church my dad was babtized in and someone got a shot of it. |
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Send more pics if you got them peeps.
February 6, 2008
Devlin's dedication last weekend was the best day ever! Really... EVAH! We didn't even screw up the ceremony any where. So it was the bestest, as I just said, not only because things went the way we had hoped, but because there was such a feeling of love and community and god....I don't know brotherhood? sisterhood? there's gotta be some hippy term floating around for this. Suffice to say, Dev is the luckiest kid in the world, cos he has a community of loving adults and peers there for him. And that's all a person really needs when it comes down to it. Thank you to everyone who showed and helped and wished us well!!!!
So here's a shot of Dev in the crown the Cec made for him. He hates it. HATES it. It makes him cry. I'm not sure why, but it sure cracks me up. He can handle the party hat a bit better, but not much.
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Is it my sadistic streak that makes this seem funny?
Anyhoo...PLEASE, PLEASE, please send me photos if you have them from the big day. I didn't take any myself (or I did waaaaaay later that night, when it was grownups-only getting their drink on) so I am trying to collect all that I can before I post.
And here's my confession for the day. I was a huge non-plastic bag user for years. One of those granola types that would pull out a cloth bag at the supermarket and be all "No, I got it!" to the bagger at check out. Then what happened? I don't know. I got old. I got lazy. I embraced the plastic. Well no more bitches! After reading this article on Ireland and their spurning of the plastic bags, I am ready to reform my ways. Who is with me???? Whole Foods is!
And finally, the toxicology report is back from Heath Ledger's death, and all I gotta say is jeeeeeeez, I think I've had that drug cocktail before myself. I don't mean that to sound callous...I just think its a miracle there aren't more of these types of deaths...like really, how are we all still here???
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