Tuesday, November 03, 2009

What does it take to get on the ballot in Minneapolis?

The first choice for mayoral candidate on my ballot this morning?

Joey Lombard


Is Awesome.

Tuesday, September 29, 2009

Quote of the day:

"Oh, V, after you finish making them your art projects aren't for *you*--they're for *us*."

--Matter-Eater Lad

Friday, July 17, 2009

I am really surprised that I haven't seen this idea anywhere yet

The modern Republicans, especially the C-Streeters who are affiliated with The Family, are Victorians, with all of the public morality and private vice that implies.

Thursday, July 09, 2009


Sense - This Picture Makes None

Two things I learned from V this morning.

A bear is a puppy.

A kangaroo is a moose.

Then later a kangaroo was a puppy instead.

That is all.

Tuesday, July 07, 2009

Was my last post really in May?

More to come very soon. I have not gone anywhere. I have just been very, very busy.

Tuesday, May 12, 2009

But I grafted the toe! And wove in the ends!

I have been working on the Embossed Leaves socks in Dream in Color's Smooshy Go Go Grassy. Lovely, fairly simple pattern. Lovely socks. I like the tension I got with the #1 needles. While I was reducing the star toe on the second sock, I noticed at one point that I was one stitch short on one needle. No worries, I thought, I just spaced at some point and reduced on a knit-only row. I fixed it by not reducing on that row, and I thought all was well--I couldn't even see the mistake.

I finished the toe and grafted the last 8 stitches (I hate gathered toes, so I modified the pattern). I tried the socks on. I thought "that's odd. I don't think the other sock has yarnovers right there on the outside of the toe OH CRAP THAT IS A DROPPED STITCH.

And that's where that stitch went. I managed *not* to curse OR throw the socks across the room. I did put them in a bag rather than ripping out the toe and fixing it last night. I'll fix them when I no longer hate them.

Wednesday, April 15, 2009

You do know what that phrase is slang for, right?

I'll be drinking my tea today.

Updated to add:

Tuesday, April 07, 2009

Brain not work

I checked my email this morning and then marked a message as "unread" because I wanted to make sure to deal with it later.

And then, as the screen refreshed, I thought excitedly, "OH! New email!"

I may need to get more sleep.

Tuesday, March 31, 2009

While I am thinking about it.

So that I don't forget, here is a V vocab update for today. She has used these words (or an approximation thereof) repeatedly in context with no prompting :

Elephant (sounds the same as "Elmo," have to figure out which she is referring to by context)
Up (as in "please change the state of this thing to what I want it to be--pick me up, put me down, open this box, etc.)
Down (not very often used, see "up")
Out (as in "go out")
Carseat (as in, what she climbs into when she would like to go out)
Yum (as in "yummmmmmmmm" I am STARVING WHY HAVE YOU NOT FED ME??--this usually is used when she has been happily playing and someone else starts to do anything in the kitchen)
More & "more" sign, although sign is used to mean "eat" quite a bit and she uses the "eat" sign to mean "nurse"
Fishie (she has a fish kite in her room)

That is what I have for the moment, although I feel like I am forgetting some.

Wednesday, March 25, 2009

I am not in charge here.

Last night Matter-Eater Lad was reading in the recliner and I was stretched out on the sofa while V puttered around playing. She was happy to amuse herself, and we were happy to let her do so. Then she found a little frog prince finger puppet she likes--not even something we have played with a lot lately. She picked it up, toddled over to me, straightened one of my fingers, and put the finger puppet on my finger.

I guess she wanted to play with the finger puppet.

Monday, March 23, 2009


March was hard for me the first couple of years after I moved to Minnesota. In Washington, D.C., where I had lived before, by the end of March it is firmly Spring, with the cherry blossoms blooming and all. In Minnesota, March is not what I would have called the beginning of Spring. Sure, it is no longer subzero. Sure, the snow has started to melt. Sure, we see liquid precipitation for the first time in *months*. However, 45 and rainy wasn't Spring to me. In D.C., that would be called "winter." I love living in Minnesota, but March was hard.

It is funny how one acclimates. This year I realized that it has been several years since I thought of March in that way. March *is* the beginning of Spring here--the beginning of Spring just means something different than being able to go outside in a light jacket. It means that the harshest part of winter is over, that the snow has started to melt, and that the temperatures are no longer subzero. The promise of the long, lovely actual Spring and the mellow Upper-Midwestern summer is there*. The days are getting lighter and lighter. The promise of easier weather is still there, and that is what Spring is about, here.

Even today, when it is wet and 45 degrees.

*Everyone who has not lived in a place like D.C. in the summer who lives in Minnesota can shut up right now about how "hot" the summers here get. They are just lovely, and not generally very hot or humid at all. The days are pleasingly warm, and the evening are pleasingly cool. And the other people who agree with me but wish for "real" summers? You are insane. I bet you have mostly encountered "real" heat in places that don't get very humid.

Monday, March 09, 2009

It's about damn time.

The Executive Branch has a lot of control over how laws are implemented. No matter how well- or clearly-written a bill is (and they are rarely either), rules have to be promulgated based on the law and there is a whole, long process between the passage of a bill and the implementation of that bill, during which there is a whole lot of room for interpretation.

However. The use of signing statements to guide that implementation as a regular step has not only ended, Bush's signing statements are being undermined as much as is possible.

(What? You thought I would just be throwing up baby pictures and videos forever? Sometimes my brain still works.)

Monday, March 02, 2009


My child? Looks like Plastic Man in this (crappy, cellphone) picture:

Wednesday, February 25, 2009

Far be it from me to imply that my child is not the most fascinating, interesting one-year-old in the world.

However: really, Internets? Of all of the videos of V I have put up on YouTube, this one:

is the one that has been viewed many more times (still only 44 views, so it isn't viral or anything, but the ones with more views have been up for months and pretty much have demographics indicating that they were viewed in places where we know people) than the other videos I uploaded at the same time, and by people all over the US, in Chile, Saudi Arabia, Japan, Hong Kong, Mexico, Spain and Thailand?

One amusing note: apparently a Japanese blog has linked to it, and the other links on the blog are mostly to videos of a bunny rabbit. I don't know any more, because my browser won't display the characters (not that I read Japanese, anyway, but with the Internet Tubes at my disposal I might have deciphered some of it).

Friday, February 06, 2009

And rabies, too.

I work in an old building, a converted Lumber Exchange. There is a huge, 10-story atrium in the center. Today, a poor, confused bat got into the atrium. This is apparently better than a car accident--I don't think anyone in the whole building has gotten any work done over the past hour or so. They are all out on the catwalk, watching the bat.

Of course, our office has really big windows looking out on the atrium, so it *looks* like I am getting work done while I watch.

Monday, February 02, 2009

And a birthday, of course

A little bit late, but happy birthday, V!

Wednesday, January 28, 2009

It is almost February already?

So, we went away for Christmas. That went well, although I really don't see the point of Wisconsin. It just makes Chicago 6 hours farther away. The we came home, and Matter-Eater Lad got a really bad ear infection, and then our parents were in town for V's birthday, and then Matter-Eater Lad's semester started, and here we are.

Oh, and this happened:

(courtesy of my sister and her cell phone, both of whom witnessed the event on the Mall)

Although my *very favorite* part of Inauguration day was when we were watching MSNBC and Peggy Noonan was mooning in that way that only people like Peggy Noonan can about how Bush was leaving in Marine 1 (incorrect, BTW, since he was no longer president) and how maybe he would tell them to circle the Washington Monument like Reagan did (so that you *remember* that Peggy was a *Reagan* speechwriter) in Marine 1 (still incorrect, even when referring to Saint Reagan), and as the helicopter took off onscreen, the crowd started singing, REALLY LOUDLY, "Nah nah nah nah, nah nah nah nah, HEY HEY HEY, GOOOOOODBYE." It was just excellent.