July 4, 2011
Hi, I’m Fred. You should buy me. Or not, whatever.
“Honey, can you run to the store and pick me up some Fred? … No, not, the George, I like the Fred. If they’re out of the Fred get the Dave. Thanks, hon.”
Archive For 2011
July 4, 2011
Daily wisdom from 5-year-old nephew Jack
Jack: “What would you rather do, get all the money in the world, or get paid 10 dollars? I’d rather get $10. Cause if I had all the money, there would be a war.”
July 3, 2011
3-yr-old Oskar recognizes the Beastie Boys on my shirt
(He’s been watching a lot of their videos lately… <3
July 3, 2011
SPAM: “Holiday Special.” How patriotic.
I just feel like signing “God Bless America”…
July 3, 2011
The local Ghost Busters, leaving Burger King.
July 3, 2011
One thing I’m going to miss when Oskar gets older is his use of “liking” as a verb meaning “acting like.”
One thing I won’t miss is being hit with a broom because he’s “liking Iron Man,” however.
(I did point out that Iron Man very seldom in fact hits people with brooms, to no avail.)
June 24, 2011
Now Gmail is trying to tell me who I should “consider including” in an email? WTF?
The only way this could be more annoying: if there was a little animated paper clip icon saying it…
“It looks like you’re emailing your wife. Would you also like to include your brother and sister? I think you should. They’re probably interested in what you have to say, also. Consider including your mother as well. You never write her. Would you like me to do a little dance while you write your email? Just let me know. I’m here to help. I won’t bug you anymore — I’ll just be over here. You just pretend like I’m not here. Go ahead, I’ll shut up now. Just gonna let you write your email. Don’t mind me. *whistles* *hums* *taps foot* You done with your email yet? Can I help you write it? There are some spelling and grammar errors — I will just fix those for you automatically. I am here to make your life easier! I am Clippy! I can read your mind! I watch what you do and make suggestions based on your past behavior! … Hey, where are you going? … Ok, bye. I’ll just finish your email for you. I’ll just go ahead and send it to whoever I think it would be best for you to send it to. ‘m-K? ‘M-k.”
June 18, 2011
Tykes.
Oskar, age 3. Olive, 7 months.
