Wednesday, September 27, 2006

Noah is crazy go nuts


A couple of days ago the phone rang and Noah wanted to answer it. I saw that the call was from Papa John so I let him.

When John asked if it was Noah on the phone, Noah said, "No, this is the office man." Then he commenced mumbling and doing his gruff nervous chuckle for a bit. After that he said in a very clear, concise, angry voice: "And if you ever touch my wife, I will put you in a time out in the yellow chair!!!" At that, John hung up.

I was laughing so hard it took me a minute to gather myself before I took the phone and called him back. I asked him if he knew that it was Noah, or if he thought it was a crazy person. John actually thought he called some guy at an office and the guy started threatening him out of the blue.

We have no idea where Noah got the idea to say that, but it sure was funny. Especially when you realize that the yellow chair he was referring to is a foot tall plastic toddler chair.

Awesome.

Noah learned to whistle

My god. What next?

Hopefully it will involve housekeeping, yardwork and cooking skils.

Is my brain in the gutter, or are kid's shows really full of sexual innuendo?

Noah is watching a Baby Looney Tunes episode called "Bend it Like Petunia."

I know it's a soccer term, but still, I can't stop snickering.

Monday, September 25, 2006

First week of school eqauls first cold of the season.

Damn little walking petri dishes full of germs!

Noah is in a preschool class four days a week with 18 kids and 3 adults. He is also in a creative movement class one day a week with 10 different kids and one teacher.

Nemy took Noah for an overnight on Saturday, and I was so sick with sinus congestion crap that we had to come home after dinner so I could use the netti pot, take drugs and rub essential oils onto my feet, neck and forehead. We cuddled up in bed and watched "V for Vendetta" which was a good, if not great movie.

It's now Monday afternoon and I still feeling horrible. Functioning horrible, but still horrible. I reek of eucalyptis, thyme and tea tree oils. I'm drinking so much water and tea I am practically living in the bathroom. I am fighting the good fight, and hope to kill those bastard germs off soon.

Hooray! Hooray! Hooray for the start of school!

Friday, September 22, 2006

Wedding-band technology for forgetful husbands brings new meaning to burning ring of fire


No more excuses for forgetful husbands. The prototype ring heats up a week before your wedding anniversary, reminding him to ge a gift, etc.

This would be good for Stan. He loves me, he would hate to miss an anniversary, but he really does not have the best memory for things like this.

How to Argue Effectively

How to argue effectively
By Stuart J. Williams, Attorney at Law

I argue very well. Ask any of my remaining friends. I can win an argument on any topic, against any opponent. People know this and steer clear of me at parties. Often, as a sign of their great respect, they don't even invite me. You too can win arguments. Simply follow these rules:

Drink liquor.

Suppose you are at a party and some hotshot intellectual is expounding on the economy of Peru, a subject you know nothing about. If you're drinking some health-fanatic drink like grapefruit juice, you'll hang back, afraid to display your ignorance, while the hotshot enthralls your date. But if you drink several large martinis, you'll discover you have STRONG VIEWS about the Peruvian economy. You'll be a WEALTH of information. You'll argue forcefully, offering searing insights and possibly upsetting furniture. People will be impressed. Some may leave the room.

Make things up.

Suppose, in the Peruvian economy argument, you are trying to prove that Peruvians are underpaid, a position you base solely on the fact that YOU are underpaid, and you'll be damned if you're going to let a bunch of Peruvians be better off. DON'T say: "I think Peruvians are underpaid." Say instead: "The average Peruvian's salary in 1981 dollars adjusted for the revised tax base is $1,452.81 per annum, which is $836.07 before the mean gross poverty level."

NOTE: Always make up exact figures.

If an opponent asks you where you got your information, make THAT up too. Say: "This information comes from Dr. Hovel T. Moon's study for the Buford Commission published on May 9, 1982. Didn't you read it?" Say this in the same tone of voice you would use to say, "You left your soiled underwear in my bathroom."

Use meaningless but weighty-sounding words and phrases.

Memorize this list:

Let me put it this way
In terms of
Vis-a-vis
Per se
As it were
Qua
Ipso facto
Ergo
So to speak

You should also memorize some Latin abbreviations such as "Q.E.D.", "e.g.", and "i.e." These are all short for "I speak Latin, and you don't." Here's how to use these words and phrases. Suppose you want to say, "Peruvians would like to order appetizers more often, but they don't have enough money."

You never win arguments talking like that. But you WILL win if you say, "Let me put it this way. In terms of appetizers vis-a-vis Peruvians qua Peruvians, they would like to order them more often, so to speak, but they do not have enough money per se, as it were. Ergo, ipso facto, case closed. Q.E.D."

Only a fool would challenge that statement.

Use snappy and irrelevant comebacks.

You need an arsenal of all-purpose irrelevant phrases to fire back at your opponents when they make valid points. The best are:

You're begging the question.
You're being defensive.
Don't compare apples to oranges.
What are your parameters?

This last one is especially valuable. Nobody (other than engineers and policy wonks) has the vaguest idea what "parameters" means.

Don't forget the classic: YOU'RE SO LINEAR.

Here's how to use your comebacks:

You say: As Abraham Lincoln said in 1873...
Your opponent says: Lincoln died in 1865.
You say: You're begging the question.
You say: Liberians, like most Asians...
Your opponent says: Liberia is in Africa.
You say: You're being defensive.
You say: Since the discovery of the incandescent light bulb...
Your opponent says: The light bulb is an invention.
You say: Well DUH!

Compare your opponent to Adolf Hitler.

This is your heavy artillery, for when your opponent is obviously right and you are spectacularly wrong. Bring Hitler up subtly. Say, "That sounds suspiciously like something Adolf Hitler might say," or "You certainly do remind me of Adolf Hitler."

I promised to wait until spring. Hopefully I will see a dog JUST LIKE THIS ONE in April.

How cute is he!?!
Miles
Neutered Male 1 year old , 11.2 lbs
Adoption Fee
$220

The former owner had him for hours and then brought him in because the animal was found as a stray. We don't know if this pet has lived with children or with other animals. The environment he's used to is in & out-50%.

Tuesday, September 19, 2006

To the lady in the ugly Impreza on Highway 62 West

I can't believe that your license plates were from Minnesota because you actually knew how to fucking merge onto the freeway.

Thank you for not making me hit my brakes needlessly.

You rock.

Oh, in an aside, to the people who put bumper stickers on that have annoyingly small print: grow some balls and get a bumper sticker where the font is larger than 12.

Thank you.

Monday, September 18, 2006

Project Runway Spoiler

If you want to see the final four contestant's runway shows from Fashion Week in NY click here.

I thought Michael would win, but was kind of disappointed in his collection. Laura's was horrible. Uli and Jeffery were just okay, like Michael. It will be interesting to see what happens.

Friday, September 15, 2006

No dog for me.

Dear Lisa,

Thank you for your application for Phoebe. I am very sorry but Phoebe has not been
consistently well behaved around children and given Noah's age, I don't
think she
will be a good match for your family. I encourage you to continue
looking for
a rescue dog and do hope you understand why Phoebe will not work
for your family.

Kathryn
Pet Haven

Thursday, September 14, 2006

Where's Richard Simmons when you need him?

As Denise Austin would say, "Let's burn some butter!" She's horribly annoying, but I heart her workouts. Quick and efficient.

Now that my back is better, I am starting SparkPeople today! It's like the Weight Watchers Points Program, except it is free. I am going to totally screw up on Saturday (Ladies Pond Party hosted by Mom Reade) but otherwise am committed to the straight and narrow.

Time to get my body back. Time to stop numbing myself with food and alcohol.

Hawaii is calling and I want to look HOT. Or at the very least, hotter than today.

So come on cheerleaders, let's do this thing!

Wednesday, September 13, 2006

Orange

My sister's favorite color is orange. Her hubby loves orange (and all things orange) so much he has "Potiron" (which is pumpkin in French) tattooed on his arm. So this is for them. And they should take the quiz as well.

As for me, I am the claypot.

You are Claypot

You are down to earth, and well connected to al your senses.
For you, life is about the simple pleasures - like going to a great concert or enjoying a bottle of wine.
Your warmth and zest for life tends to make everyone feel connected with you.

Tuesday, September 12, 2006

Zombie Night

The Zombie Pub Crawl 2 rocked. Here's the pictures to prove it.

Stan and Jesse getting ready at Paul's house.

Paul was totally screwed.

Lisa gorges on human flesh before "the gathering."

The gathering. 350 zombies strong.
Walking in a zombie horde down the middle of the street was one of the best times I've ever had.


Stan is the cutest zombie ever. Note his human flesh snack.

I had Paul's cat for a snack.

My spray bottle of blood was the hit of the crawl.

Stan brains are the tastiest!!!

Unfortunately our batteries ran out at Elsie's while we were zombowling. Things got more drunken crazy after that. And I have the bruise of all drunken bruises to prove it.

Missed out? Drink Like a Pirate Day is Saturday starting at 7 PM. We won't be there, but you should.

Monday, September 11, 2006

I still really want a dog


Is that so bad?

Should you talk me out of it?


She's one year old. Potty trained. Crate trained. Loves kids.

$315 and she would be mine.

I so want this dog.

Friday, September 08, 2006

Whatcha doin' Saturday night?

We're going on a pub crawl. You should too.

Tuesday, September 05, 2006

He's everything you want. He's everything you need. He's everything inside of you that you wish you could be.

He says all the right things at exactly the right time. But he means nothing to you and you don't know why.

You're waiting for someone.
To put you together.
You're waiting for someone to push you away.
There's always another wound to discover.
There's always something more you wish he'd say.

Too bad the things that might be good for you are the things you can't accept.

Or then again, maybe it was a wrong match to begin with.

All I know is that my best friend is hurting. Badly.

And that makes me more upset that I can say.

Monday, September 04, 2006

Aww. . . yeah.

Your Theme Song is Fight for Your Right by the Beastie Boys

"Your mom busted in and said, "What's that noise?"
Aw, mom you're just jealous - it's the Beastie Boys!"

You love to party hard and cause a little trouble...
And you're too busy getting wasted to move out of your parents' house!

Sunday, September 03, 2006

L.I.S.A.

Google results for "Lisa"
  1. The Localization Industry Standards Association (LISA)
  2. Laser Interferometer Space Antenna (LISA)
  3. Lisa McPherson Memorial Page: killed by the Church of Scientology
  4. Error: Authentication Failed. Either your username, password, or IP addres didn't pass the authentication test.
  5. Lisa Loeb official website
  6. 19th Large Installation System Administration Conference (LISA '05)
Yeah, I still want to change my name.

Potty Training


Stan and I have finally taken the plunge (so to speak) and got our act together when it comes to potty training. We were making the whole thing way to easy on Noah: pull-ups when we went out, cleaning him ASAP when he had an accident. As Grandma Reade pointed out to me on Thursday night, we took away all of the consequences and expected results. Ugh. This parenting thing takes way too much work.

After my pep talk from Reade, I kicked myself in the ass and started on Friday. We made a chart for Noah. Every time he goes to the bathroom he gets a smiley face and a treat. He needs to stay dry for seven days and then he gets the mega prize: Sponge Bob Legos.

One day dry, six more to go.

Awesome.

Saturday, September 02, 2006

Where Babies Come From (In Germany)


Oh my goodness.

I especially love the picture when the baby is born.

Cre-eepy!

Friday, September 01, 2006

Squid Soap

Squid soap is the awesome. Someone buy it for me, please?

The child puts a "squid ink" mark on their hand(s) and then washes it with the soap until the mark is gone. It teaches kids to wash their hands the correct amount of time. Genius. Pure genius.