Sunday, September 30, 2007

Rock of Love. cold sober

I let the house go dry, forgetting that tonight is the big finale.


Stupid, stupid, stupid.

Wednesday, September 12, 2007

Assessment time

The start of second grade for the little one is proving to be a very weird time. The class is getting lots of tests, & there's a plan to install some sort of math rich environment.

The weirdness is that her teacher has already decided that shes about 2 years ahead, and is haing her do multiplication & division instead of the addition & subtraction on the papers. It makes for for very weird homework.

At least there's lots of reading time. Harry Potter, what else?

Sunday, September 09, 2007

No learning curve

So when my ankle was feeling better we went to Salisbury Beach. It's September, so I can't burn, right?

Wrong, but that was the minor issue. The big one was that I shouldn't be getting into competitive hole digging. Should be able to stand up stright in 2 or 3 days.

Today's PSA: Browns on 286 has gone downhill. Get your clams elsewhwere.

Still, yesterday was a fine day at the beach.

Saturday, September 01, 2007

Move-in day

This is the day every small truck & van in the world converges on Boston. Best ever! The little one & I spent all morning tooling around on bikes. We hit 4 yard sales & the school garden. Nothing but smiles. Our loot was OK - tomatoes, hot peppers, parsley, 750 pc puzzle, paper doilies, a bowl, & a really bad Ray Charles cd.

Back to growling in a few days.

Wednesday, August 29, 2007

First the embarrassment

Then the pain then the nuisance. I'm way too damn old to be trotting thorugh subway stations, but cant help it, so when I made a loud show falling on the stairs, there was nothing to do but get up & show the stiff upper lip.

Looks like the ankle will be messed up for a while. No serious damage.

Sunday, June 17, 2007

Parental potlatch

Local customs involve gifts for teachers, extavagant birthday parties, etc.

Every time we think we're catching up with the way things are done, somebody comes up with a new level of generous. This season the soccer team was given a post season feast by the back up coach, and flowers by the regular coach.

Its getting to be impossible to say anything nasty about people.

Sunday, May 06, 2007

Open Studios

There are 100 stops on the Somerville Open studios tour this weekend. I only did 5 yesterday, plus a yard sale. Didn't get any art, but did manage 7 beanie babies & a Groovy Girl for $2, total. The little one will be at a birthday party most of the afternoon, so I can run through about 40 - go in, say Hi, eat a cracker, leave.

40 crackers - I won't need dinner. We're most likely going to Mikes or whatever they call the Hometown though, so maybe not.

Thursday, May 03, 2007

They're dying, I'm working

This is about the most depressing post-tax season ever. Instead of pushing out all the returns that came in at the last minute & went on extension, its all estate, all the time.

On the positive side, I'm healthier than ever. When I was 12, I got horrible headaches, a lot. Over the years, I learned the triggers, avoided them and they stopped completely.

For any teenagers reading - some helpful health advice:

Sleep regular hours, but not too much.
Don't get too much sun. Sun & beer don't mix.

Don't wait for nocturnal emissions.

I'm just full of PSAs.

Saturday, April 14, 2007

& it's over

For 6 weeks I havent even read this thing. Gotta restart now to get in the new subway trash paper. Soooooo.....

Everythings falling apart now, idnit? The economy, the administration, Iraq - all according to plan.


Or didn't you realize Blofeld was running things?

Sunday, March 04, 2007

Tax season

Our beloved custodian bank decided to fuck us over good this year. Into March, & we still don't have everything we need. Going to have to extend almost everyone.

Could be worse. Could be on the investment side, with the long expected meltdown just cracking the ice.

Sunday, February 04, 2007

The Middlesex Fells

A couple miles from me there's a big woods full of rocks & a couple of ponds. Went there yesterday & the ice from a storm had coated the shrubs & weeds.

In the past year there we've climbed rocks, picked bluberries & mushrooms, skated, been to the zoo, hiked all over, slid on mud road, & hauled blocks of ice.
When I was a kid we had relatives who owned farms. None of those left.

After things collapse, there'll be more space, but whoevers left will be too cold, tired & hungry to enjoy it.

Saturday, February 03, 2007

Name that tune

Toasted oats & shredded wheat,
I have covered you in milk
for you'll soon belong in me,
your box will be back on the shelf.

Friday, January 26, 2007

January 26 - 4 degrees

I haven't posted for a lot of reasons, most of which are some form of nothing to say.