| The Parting of Bob Barker |
[06.15.07] |
I'm pleased to say that I was somehow able to watch the end of the last episode of The Price Is Right with my wife and daughter beside me. I knew the day was coming, but I hadn't been keeping as close a watch on the times to have been aware of the actual date of the event. Of course, even if I had been aware, I'm still not sure that I would have been consciously thinking of it during my work day, and the show would have rolled past without a thought.
As a stroke of luck, Lauren needed for us to meet a bit early for lunch, and we chose to meet at one of our favorite Japanese restaurants. This is significant, too, because we usually don't have time for the full performance-art community dining experience that comes with Japanese dining, so we chose to sit in the lounge, which holds a large television normally set to news or sports.
Today, though, it was set to The Price Is Right and we sat down during the first leg of the Showcase Showdown. At the end, Bob Barker thanked everyone for watching and fixing their animals, and I thanked him back for being Bob.
Peighton seemed to pick up on the spirit of the event. She started clapping with the audience and finally waved to the screen.
She's so my daughter.
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| peighton-fest 2006 |
[07.17.06] |
so the mrs. has been away this weekend on a 4 day cruise.
it was a combination "thank you for giving me peighton. she rocks because of you"
and
"you never took me up on that mother's day massage offer, so i've still got some extra money here"
she organized the trip with some of our family members.
i've been on pseudo-single parent baby duty.
i was a little worried about it, having only once gone a full day on peighton-watch.
but. it wasn't that bad. most of it was pretty cool, really.
i've probably increased my crawling speed to well over 3 mph.
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| happiness is III |
[07.15.06] |
happiness is a play date at the zoo with a good friend and children, admiring your distance from the deadly klipspringers, who are ironically camouflaged as cute.
we all know better.
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| brian thinks music is pretty vol. 10 |
[06.23.06] |
01 neko case - a widow's toast 02 animal collective - the purple bottle 03 death from above 1979 - little girl 04 desaparecidos - hole in one 05 connie francis - que sera, sera 06 breeders - cannonball 07 dutch swing college band - the entertainer 08 sufjan stevens - the predatory wasp of the palisades is out to get us! 09 the brunettes - dance floor 10 elastica - generator 11 jude - crescent heights 12 death cab for cutie - 405 (acoustic) 13 david poe - the drifter (quiet version) 14 dave matthews band - the dreaming tree 15 sergio mendes & brasil '66 - the waters of march 16 antony and the johnsons - hope there's someone 17 fiona apple - tymps (the sick in the head song) 18 tilly and the wall - I always knew 19 the sensational alex harvey band - man in the jar
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this is a pretty well balanced mix, i don't mind saying.
it's worth it to put it together.
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| my marketing hat |
[05.28.06] |
i tried on my marketing hat yesterday.
what do you think?
Salmonella Pie
"At least you won't die hungry."
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| biore pore strips |
[05.27.06] |
what was once described as a strawberry,
has now been described as my nose.
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| a maniac in star's hollow |
[04.12.06] |
last night, kirk spoke about a condemned house that was host to a murder-suicide.
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what did they kill with? neighbourliness? eclecticism?
i'm not deterred.
i'll live there.
one day.
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| choo choo choose me |
[03.21.06] |
my father-in-law brought me back a train set from pennsylvania. should i be as excited as i am about this?
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| the fabric of our lives |
[03.13.06] |
cotton commercials on tv baffle me.
... cotton has been on the rise since the mid-1970s.
is anyone pushing polyester?
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or are we all predicted to indulge in the cellophane bandwagon in 2008?
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also, have you noticed that cotton commercials only show cotton's application in clothing?
you never see kids in school plays with beards made from cotton balls and construction paper...
or the little cotton wads that guard the entrances to our motrin bottles.
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my message to cotton:
even if i don't say it out loud, know that i love you, cotton. you're trying too hard.
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