Monthly Archives: November 2006

So I start my day, as all good geek-girls do, at my Google homepage. Which features, among other things (like an RSS feed of my own blog… yeah, I’m lame), a Quote of the Day. And now a chunk of … Continue reading →

Hail from a drafty corner of a dark upstairs bedroom which is the only place in the condo that picks up a wireless signal! We’re winding down from Thanksgiving and getting ready to go play in the snow. (There’s snow … Continue reading →

We watched "Rivers and Tides" with the boys last week, and Rhys, in particular, was absolutely fascinated by Andy Goldsworthy’s work. Before the movie was even finished, he got into the kindling box and started constructing an abstract sculpture with … Continue reading →

Tough day today; tough night last night. Parenting does something weird to your mind. It takes all your notions about self-determination and personal responsibility and freedom of choice and completely inverts them and turns you into a screaming goose-stepping fanatic … Continue reading →

So we’re reviewing words that end in -at. Rhys: [Fat, pat, etc.]Mama: What about a word that means a whiny, rude little kid?Rhys: Fisher?Mama: NO! That’s not true at all, and it’s not nice to say.Rhys: I was just kidding. … Continue reading →

Finally got the cable modem installed today. Beats the hell out of DSL. Look at me! I’m going to go watch streaming video on YouTube! I’m going to Bittorrent Richard Dawkins’ address at Randolph-Macon Women’s College! Woo hoo… step back… … Continue reading →

(My only brother, but that’s beside the point. If I had more brothers, he’d still be my favorite.) Twenty-six years ago today, in a world just emerging from the murk of the ’70s into the neon Reagonomics glitter of the … Continue reading →

…before they get lost in the sand? The answer, my friend, is… ten. Busta Rhymes, "Bounce" Cat Power, "Good Woman" (Jim and Trevor say she’s the person they would most like to have sex with while she performs her music… … Continue reading →

…that I’m going to wake up tomorrow and hear J.R. banging around in the shower and realize that the last few days were All a Dream. But until that happens, I guess I’ll relax and enjoy the unfamiliar but sweet … Continue reading →

I hate Election Day. I hate the horrible gut-clenching terrified nervousness. I hate the warring emotions of hope and steeling-self-for-disappointment. I will vote, and Jim will vote, and we will exhort others (whom we think will vote correctly) to vote. … Continue reading →