Not doing a whole lot today, still chilling and relaxin', spendin' all day waxing...
Saturday, March 15, 2008
Friday, March 14, 2008
So, I will come out and recommend that "Horton Hears a Who" is a really good movie, probably destined to be a classic. What sets it apart is really its timelessness - no pop references, in jokes, or potty humor. It really is something when you watch a kids movie and there are no bodily humor jokes. There is physical humor, but it is carried out rather brilliantly. The voice acting is actually quite good, whereby even though it's Jim Carrey and Steve Carrell doing the main voices, they disappear into the character completely. If you don't mind a little subtle spiritually and faith undertone, I'd recommend it as a solidly good comedy. I was however, slightly embarrassed because I did catch myself laughing out loud by myself, even though the cinema had a small crowd of Moms and their children. I guess I'm the unspoken demographic.
The movie was after we had some stellar brunch at IHOP, which is somewhere we haven't been in probably years - at least for me. I had me a steak omelette, black coffee with sugar, and a cigar followed by some puppy kicking. Maybe not the latter two, but man, it was a good breakfast. The bill was stellar too, party of four and it was 45 smackaroos. But it was worth it. Once in a while it's good to know that you're alive by eating your weight in protein.
After some grocery, I did some more planning for the road trip to San Francisco, and with us taking the scenic coastline route, minus the many expected stopovers, I reckon that it'll be a 24 hour drive, broken up with a stayover at Coos Bay, Oregon. I think that's where we'll stop over, mostly because of the name of the city. But after doing some planning, I started to panic more and more about the potential cost of gas for the minivan that we'll be renting. Then the thought of all that driving started to scare me some more. It really is one thing just doing the drive with your wife or some friends, but toddlers is an entirely different experience. I suspect dramamine, portable DVDs, and stern, crazed warnings from the front seats will be in order. Sigh, I'm exhausted already. But thinking about Summer, the white sands, and it's more okay. Definitely bringing the laptop though, just in case... something.
says, "What, a penis? Why do you have a penis on your phone?"
"Oh, it's a donut."
Homer Simpson's hand holding a donut, to be specific. Somehow my wife thinks gay porn on her husband's phone is normal.
Thursday, March 13, 2008
Work has been a little interesting in a way. One of my coworkers got selected for the hiring process earlier this week - package of info and the works. That was Monday. By Tuesday he was dropped when they found out he didn't finish high school. My new co-worker, whom I suspect makes either the same or a tad higher than me, told me that he never even did high school. Later that day he asked me how to spell, "since" and "college" while he was emailing. Now I'm not acting elitist in the slightest bit, but it does bother me that I spent all that time in college for seemingly nuts all. The other interesting thing, if you want to call it that, instead of a workplace accident, was when I put a labeler down and accidently squirted a stream of alcohol on my face. My thick ass dork glasses saved my eyesight once again, and my face was very clean after that. After that, I got micromanaged by some co-workers and I just thought, that's it. Taking the day off.
Yesterday my wife had the distinct pleasure of taking our kids to the dentist, and while Zoe was a good little patient, Alex got a little freaked and didn't last for more than two minutes. He has another appointment next week, so we might just try the approach of handing him over to the dentist completely, and waiting in the waiting room. The idea is that if we're not there elude to, he might just learn to cope.
Well, I might blog from the phone differently, maybe directly into blogger. I hate to reformat the breaks from the post on the computer afterwards.
I'm not certain how it got to where it was, but Zoe mentioned that Swiper didn't like to hold the skunk, and my wife asked why.
"Because smoke comes out of his bottom," explained Zoe.
Tuesday, March 11, 2008
Zoe on the other hand, has mastered the art of not listening. After five hours of dinner stalling, she said to my wife, "I think I'm full, Mom."
My wife said, "you're done," sorta the same way she does when she's had enough her procrastinating, and Zoe just instinctually started crying.
What's wrong, I ask. You said you were full and Mommy just let you go.
"But I'm still hungry!" Zoe said in between sobs.
Monday, March 10, 2008
Sunday, March 9, 2008
Impression of it has been positive so far, the qwerty keyboard is definitely a big plus for me, even if there is still a slight learning curve. I imagine it'll get even easier over time. The phone is a bit hefty for the pants pocket, but not too bad. The phone is in pretty good condition, and though it's a pretty good text and email phone, it's a odd normal phone. Anyhow, impressed with it. Had to go through a little bit of a guilt trip though, after finding out that it was a dollar a day irregardless of whether I used the phone that day or not.
Website surfing is not bad, decent formatting and a little poky, but I can access the email and news easy peasy.
Well, maybe I'll get some photos up later, but I guess that will just depend. This concludes the sidekick post.
Their experience with dogs is slighty worse, they've had my mother in law's dogs bark and scamper at their feet, so their impression of dogs isn't much better.
Anyway, this afternoon Alex pointed out to us that he had green bones, while pointing to his head. Then he said that he doesn't want the dogs to get the bone in his head.
Poor boy must have all kinds of thoughts running through that green skull of his.