"Wilbur locked me in the bathroom," Zoe told me this morning.
"He didn't lock you in the bathroom," I reassured. "He can't reach it."
"No, yesterday," she added.
"Wilbur didn't lock you in the bathroom, he's just a cat."
"No, yesterday."
"Zoe, he doesn't have opposable thumbs, he has paws. Besides, the bathroom only locks from the inside, he can't lock you in from the outside."
"No," insisted Zoe. "Wilbur."
Sunday, May 18, 2008
Saturday, May 17, 2008
Weather affliction
I'm having rather mixed feelings about this bout of good weather. Word is its only supposed to last about three days, so we were trying to enjoy it as best as we can. Fate seems to think differently, starting with the whole two-day bunk-bed debacle. Its finally together, and I hope I never have to put another one together again. The sun may be a welcome change to the cold spring, but today's weather caused Alex to be drenched in sweat, bordering on heat exhaustion after spending only 15 minutes in the sun. As for me, the weather has crippled me and my allergies are wrecking havoc to my sinuses. I'm testy and snappy because I can barely breath, and with every sneeze I feel as if my heart might just give. I have no idea how I'll hold up in San Fran.
The sun was dulled by clouds for a while, so we did go outside to wash the Honda. It has been over a year since I've washed it, a far cry from my weekly washes I used to do pre-children. It looks so purty now.
During the trip out to Walmart I got myself a corded drill. I have a cordless drill and a cordless screwdriver already, but the problem with cordless tools are that they're never charged when you need them. And because of the nickel cadium batteries in them, they eventually lose the ability to hold a charge past a couple minutes, then you're back to torquing it with muscle. So now I can drill at will.
Bunk beds
Its been a little busy on my end of things, with weddings, work, and wacky kids all thrown into the mix. Right now I'm at Walmart picking up bunk beds that I bought online and had shipped to the store, and then will probably spend a couple hours at home, with parts strewn all over the floor.
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Well, here's the update. Drove 30 miles to Walmart only to find one of the pieces of wood was shattered, so we had to resort to plan B and got a second bunk bed from Freds. And because I started so late it didn't get finished, so the kids slept on half assembled, non-stacking beds last night. Hopefully I can get the beds done in a couple hours so that I can enjoy this nice weather for this weekend. So yeah, at Walmart right now returning the stupid thing.
Tuesday, May 13, 2008
Monday, May 5, 2008
I swear I've eaten my weight in food this weekend. Yesterday we went to Azteca restaurant and had us some Mexican food, and the leftovers are still in the fridge. The kids were amply impressed with the restaurant, with Alex proclaiming that we were having a party. They saw a lot of faux mexican decor, which included a "weird sun", a "turkey", and "lots of guitars". I was just worried that alt some point Alex might decide as he's done before, that he can speak Spanish and start rambling off some gibberish. But they did have fun at the restaurant.
Today we went for Dim Sum, which is about the only time I consume any form of seafood on any scale. It was delicious as always, although at 68 bucks, it certainly was a bit extravagant for brunch. I've adopted my mother's instinct to finish food off of my kids' plates, so that we don't waste any food. Of course, I do have the gut to prove that no food has indeed be thrown out. I'm usually eating my share and scraps from my kids meals. I wonder what that makes me. Food recycler? Scrap finisher? Cheapskate?
So right now I'm in a food line at work, they are serving free food for Cinco de Mayo, and there's a two hour lunch, so I'm naturally behind that. The line seems to be picking up, so yippee.
Today we went for Dim Sum, which is about the only time I consume any form of seafood on any scale. It was delicious as always, although at 68 bucks, it certainly was a bit extravagant for brunch. I've adopted my mother's instinct to finish food off of my kids' plates, so that we don't waste any food. Of course, I do have the gut to prove that no food has indeed be thrown out. I'm usually eating my share and scraps from my kids meals. I wonder what that makes me. Food recycler? Scrap finisher? Cheapskate?
So right now I'm in a food line at work, they are serving free food for Cinco de Mayo, and there's a two hour lunch, so I'm naturally behind that. The line seems to be picking up, so yippee.
Sunday, May 4, 2008
We were taking a walk when Alex stepped onto the yellow sloped curb. He slipped and fell on one knee, but wasn't really hurt. So I told him not to step on the yellow part, which he ignored.
"Don't step on the yellow part, Alex. You'll slip and fall."
"And DIE," added Zoe.
"He's not going to die, " I reassured, while my wife is stifling her chuckles.
"Don't step on the yellow part, Alex. You'll slip and fall."
"And DIE," added Zoe.
"He's not going to die, " I reassured, while my wife is stifling her chuckles.
Friday, May 2, 2008
Even though our content is hastily structured and a little thin on actual useful information, its still fun to do the podcast with Dansen. We have gone from a badly recorded first episode to a unsynced one to finally, a cleaner record with the third. I highly suspect that number 4 will be upgraded to video. Check it out at www.pizzabento.com. This weekend i'll probably work on bumping up the production a bit and trying to get it on feedburner, which is one step before registering it for listing on itunes. It won't amount to much probably, but its fun to get chatty with Dansen, reminisce of Japan Radio, a college radio show that we used to do together. Only difference now is that its not broadcasting at midnight and our likelihood of being pulled over by campus cops is nil.
So here's the report of GTA IV, a rather incomplete one since I've only spent about 4 hours playing the game. The single player thus far is pretty fun, the graphics took me a while to get used to, since the lighting is now more realistic, thus the colors will be more muted. Like during a sunrise, everythings just shades of yellow and orange, which is more of a artistic choice and not a technical limitation of the console. I have to say though, Liberty City in a helicopter at night is awesome. Watching the halo of mist skirt off the surface of the water as your chopper hovers over it is something to behold. The gunplay is much improved, the radio stations are ridiculous, and the multiplayer is pretty cool - when it works. That's probably the only gripe about the ps3 multiplayer. The first day it just wasn't working, and subsequent days its been better, but a lot of games have sparse population. I'd be playing deathmatch and I would be after just one guy. But its a must have for any adult anyway, its a hard R for sure. I just purchased a cheapie bluetooth for the multiplayer which I could probably use for my computer and my phone, and my wife said, "So you're one of those people." She's refering to the people who have the headset permanently fused to their ears, people who harbor a sense of self-importance, so important that they can't miss any calls at all, but also require both their hands to do their great feats. Yes, i'll be one of those people. Except I probably wouldn't wear them outside unless I was driving. Only then. Even then.
Got my new prescription sunglasses today and they are spiffy. One of the least favorite traits I've inherited from my mom is her intolerance to sunlight glare. I used to only imagine how she felt but now I know the splitting headaches that come with a bright and sunny day.
So here's the report of GTA IV, a rather incomplete one since I've only spent about 4 hours playing the game. The single player thus far is pretty fun, the graphics took me a while to get used to, since the lighting is now more realistic, thus the colors will be more muted. Like during a sunrise, everythings just shades of yellow and orange, which is more of a artistic choice and not a technical limitation of the console. I have to say though, Liberty City in a helicopter at night is awesome. Watching the halo of mist skirt off the surface of the water as your chopper hovers over it is something to behold. The gunplay is much improved, the radio stations are ridiculous, and the multiplayer is pretty cool - when it works. That's probably the only gripe about the ps3 multiplayer. The first day it just wasn't working, and subsequent days its been better, but a lot of games have sparse population. I'd be playing deathmatch and I would be after just one guy. But its a must have for any adult anyway, its a hard R for sure. I just purchased a cheapie bluetooth for the multiplayer which I could probably use for my computer and my phone, and my wife said, "So you're one of those people." She's refering to the people who have the headset permanently fused to their ears, people who harbor a sense of self-importance, so important that they can't miss any calls at all, but also require both their hands to do their great feats. Yes, i'll be one of those people. Except I probably wouldn't wear them outside unless I was driving. Only then. Even then.
Got my new prescription sunglasses today and they are spiffy. One of the least favorite traits I've inherited from my mom is her intolerance to sunlight glare. I used to only imagine how she felt but now I know the splitting headaches that come with a bright and sunny day.
Wednesday, April 30, 2008
One Hour Review
I didn't really get to dive into the game as much as I would've like, since children and GTA doesn't really mix well. And I don't really know if its because I'm running the game on standard definition, but the game actually doesn't look as good as I had envisioned it. Its still impressive for sure, but maybe I was just driving in the neighborhoods which have mediocre backgrounds. But I'm looking forward to spending more time with the game this weekend, since we're all caught up at work and I can have me some three day weekend rest and play.
I'm officially ticked at GameCrazy, which is like a bastard spinoff of Hollywood video. I've had one annoying tiff with them when they didn't have my Resident Evil 4 preorder in stock because of a delayed delivery. Then yesterday, I tried to claim my preorder and was told that I didn't even exist. My last name wasn't in there, a mispelling of my last name wasn't in there, even my phone number was non-existent. I told him that I had even signed up for a MVP account, which basically was an annual membership that alloted discounts for used games, but he said I wasn't in there. He asked rookie questions like, are you sure it was this store - and proceeded to call said store to verify that I wasn't in their system, and asked if it wasn't maybe Gamestop. Anyway, they did find my name after all, but my last name was listed as my brother's first name. So yeah, they managed to enroll me into their precious membership using me and my brother's first names as my whole name, and also losing my phone number. So no more preorders for these jokers.
In other news, I'm growing increasing agitated about a wedding that we're going to next Thursday, and they haven't even told us what time it starts. That's just ridiculous.
I'm officially ticked at GameCrazy, which is like a bastard spinoff of Hollywood video. I've had one annoying tiff with them when they didn't have my Resident Evil 4 preorder in stock because of a delayed delivery. Then yesterday, I tried to claim my preorder and was told that I didn't even exist. My last name wasn't in there, a mispelling of my last name wasn't in there, even my phone number was non-existent. I told him that I had even signed up for a MVP account, which basically was an annual membership that alloted discounts for used games, but he said I wasn't in there. He asked rookie questions like, are you sure it was this store - and proceeded to call said store to verify that I wasn't in their system, and asked if it wasn't maybe Gamestop. Anyway, they did find my name after all, but my last name was listed as my brother's first name. So yeah, they managed to enroll me into their precious membership using me and my brother's first names as my whole name, and also losing my phone number. So no more preorders for these jokers.
In other news, I'm growing increasing agitated about a wedding that we're going to next Thursday, and they haven't even told us what time it starts. That's just ridiculous.
GTA Anticipation
Today is Happy GTA day!
I've got a pre-order so I'm fairly confident in securing a copy, although Gamecrazy has disappointed me in the past. I remember I had to wait an additional day for Resident Evil 4 because they didn't have deliveries that day, and even when they came in, nobody called. Oh well, can't expect much from a store run by teenagers for the most part.
Been a little on the tired side, but maybe i'll catch up on sleep throughout the week. Doubtful though, when I factor in GTA I doubt I will get much sleep. I anticipate getting some online play on the game, but as always, I hate to be playing the game with people who've spent hours every day honing in their skills, and therefore rendering me useless when I get in there.
Alex got a GI Joe ship and he's just enamored with it. He keeps telling me how cool it is and how the stickers look cool, and how he can fire missles and press buttons and generally rock his world. And then I thought about how kids might be moving away from traditional toys into electronic toys and videogames, and how sad a state that leaves to a child's imagination.
Found out that itunes had season 1 of "This American Life", the tv series that was on Showtime channel, on its store. I sorta heard about it before, but since I wouldn't have gotten Showtime just for that, I'm considering downloading the season for 10.99. Or maybe just wait for it to be on DVD and then just rent the thing. I just listened to the podcast and its really just so good. After every episode, I always get this uplifted, inspired sensation running through my mind, like the kind I get after watching a really good movie. Trouble is, sometimes I do get a little teary listening to it. It's a weakness I have. Its my emotional side sucumbing to life's details.
Well, this ends it for now. I expect the next post to be GTA intensive. I apologize in advance.
I've got a pre-order so I'm fairly confident in securing a copy, although Gamecrazy has disappointed me in the past. I remember I had to wait an additional day for Resident Evil 4 because they didn't have deliveries that day, and even when they came in, nobody called. Oh well, can't expect much from a store run by teenagers for the most part.
Been a little on the tired side, but maybe i'll catch up on sleep throughout the week. Doubtful though, when I factor in GTA I doubt I will get much sleep. I anticipate getting some online play on the game, but as always, I hate to be playing the game with people who've spent hours every day honing in their skills, and therefore rendering me useless when I get in there.
Alex got a GI Joe ship and he's just enamored with it. He keeps telling me how cool it is and how the stickers look cool, and how he can fire missles and press buttons and generally rock his world. And then I thought about how kids might be moving away from traditional toys into electronic toys and videogames, and how sad a state that leaves to a child's imagination.
Found out that itunes had season 1 of "This American Life", the tv series that was on Showtime channel, on its store. I sorta heard about it before, but since I wouldn't have gotten Showtime just for that, I'm considering downloading the season for 10.99. Or maybe just wait for it to be on DVD and then just rent the thing. I just listened to the podcast and its really just so good. After every episode, I always get this uplifted, inspired sensation running through my mind, like the kind I get after watching a really good movie. Trouble is, sometimes I do get a little teary listening to it. It's a weakness I have. Its my emotional side sucumbing to life's details.
Well, this ends it for now. I expect the next post to be GTA intensive. I apologize in advance.
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