when I started this blog five years ago, I was a pet sitter and the name animal-crackers made sense. now I'm a stay-at-home-dad and freelance writer, but rather than confuse everyone by getting a different blog, it's just easier to keep posting things here.
Friday, July 27, 2007
they - ahem - well they...
I told Josh to go pee because it had been a while and I didn't want him to hurt his kidneys. He went pee and came back out.
"Can I show you something on my bottom?" he asked.
"What's wrong?"
"Nothing," he said. "I want to show you something down here."
Um, okay. He pulled down his pants and pointed to his testes and said, "These are kidneys, right?"
"Ah...no."
"What are they?" he asked.
"Those are your testes."
"Testes," he repeated. "What do they do?"
"Ah, well they ... ah ... you see it's kind of complicated..."
"Can I show you something on my bottom?" he asked.
"What's wrong?"
"Nothing," he said. "I want to show you something down here."
Um, okay. He pulled down his pants and pointed to his testes and said, "These are kidneys, right?"
"Ah...no."
"What are they?" he asked.
"Those are your testes."
"Testes," he repeated. "What do they do?"
"Ah, well they ... ah ... you see it's kind of complicated..."
Saturday, July 21, 2007
woodpecker song
Tuesday, July 17, 2007
rainy
We've gotten an unimaginable amount of rain this year. And Josh loves playing in the rain. Here he is standing beneath the carport's corner, where the water runs off.
Monday, July 16, 2007
creepy
We got a babysitter for the boys on Saturday. She had a camera phone and this is what it captured.
Tuesday, July 03, 2007
picture
Uh-oh. Too much politics. Must show cute picture.
OK. Much better.
OK. Much better.
Monday, July 02, 2007
holy freaking cow
He actually did it. Bush actually commuted Scooter's sentence.
I bet that jury feels stupid now!
Seriously though, lying to federal prosecutors and grand juries is such a non-crime. I mean, everyone does it. Are they going to throw everyone who lies under oath in jail?
The prisons would be overwhelmed with liars, whose pants of course would be on fires.
I remember the first time I lied to federal prosecutors. It was a sunny day in March and I had just finished selling half a kilo of black tar heroin to Dick Cheney. Damn he was mad for that shit. Dick would grunt like a pig and rub his eyes a lot when he was crashing. It was kind of funny, actually.
But I digress. And now I forgot my point.
What I'm trying to say is the White House is inundated with murders, rapists and pedophiles. Prosecuting perjurers is frivolous. It's a waste of taxpayers' money. (Unlike Dick Cheney's crack habit, which keeps him surprisingly mellow.)
Liars of the world unite!
I bet that jury feels stupid now!
Seriously though, lying to federal prosecutors and grand juries is such a non-crime. I mean, everyone does it. Are they going to throw everyone who lies under oath in jail?
The prisons would be overwhelmed with liars, whose pants of course would be on fires.
I remember the first time I lied to federal prosecutors. It was a sunny day in March and I had just finished selling half a kilo of black tar heroin to Dick Cheney. Damn he was mad for that shit. Dick would grunt like a pig and rub his eyes a lot when he was crashing. It was kind of funny, actually.
But I digress. And now I forgot my point.
What I'm trying to say is the White House is inundated with murders, rapists and pedophiles. Prosecuting perjurers is frivolous. It's a waste of taxpayers' money. (Unlike Dick Cheney's crack habit, which keeps him surprisingly mellow.)
Liars of the world unite!