Museum Of Torture Tools

As part of my current mood of pure rage (we're going on a two week stretch!), I would like to propose a little game to the guy who forgets his key once a week, and comes and hovers at my desk until I stop what I stop doing what I am focused on doing, and let him into his office.

The game is this: You forget your key, and I ignore you. I will continue ignoring you until you desperately run crying, find a phone, and call security to let you in.

I get a point for every time you do this.

You get a point for every day after that you check your pocket for your fucking key.

That would be great! I understand if you have too much other stuff going on, though.

It might have to be early, though! But I want to do it.

Happy birthday, Shane!

So the last time we did this (surgery for Grace etc) someone else was really in charge. I mean, the nurses were here and they were going to take care of her and take her back etc. etc. There are so many things I didn't know... how to access wifi, that they give you beepers like at a restaurant, that you have to be on the seating chart in the waiting room, that there are TOYS for Grace!

There's so much to learn!

I wonder how long the surgery will take?

Allyson, I forgot to mention The City, Not Long After, an atypical post-apocalypse book by Pat Murphy in which the heroes are artists, not macho types.

Grace was in my dream last night talking. She is in my thoughts as are her mommies.

I am so glad Perkins opened the package. I got dragged away from my computer by a manchild.

This is cool and trippy: Awesome Mirror Filter Driving Video

Photographer Craig Shimala recently mounted his camera to the inside of his car's windshield and filmed himself driving around. When he got home, he took the footage and applied a mirror filter as an experiment.

The result is this awesome, eerie, Inception-esque drive through a snowy city, and since he's saying that this one is "just a test" I'm hoping there will be more to come.

Be well, Grace.

Happy birthday, Shane! Know your cake!

Awww, man. RIP Steve Landesberg.

Bummer. What a genial presence. And, as that obit noted, rumpled.

Matilda's original observation was from a couple years back when somebody had a birthday party at her daycare.

"So did you have cake?"
"Yes!"
"Was it yummy?"
"It was chocolate."
"Did Emma and Diego eat cake too?"
"Mmmhmm."
"Did Baby Carl eat cake?"
"He's just a baby. He don't know cake."

Aww, msbelle, that's a lovely dream. Hope it comes true soon. My thoughts are with your family today, Kat.

Here's the link to the set of eclipse photos on flickr. They are really of varying quality, because it was a fiddly process with the cameraphone, but I am still amazed that that was even possible.

Our kiddoes just to the south of us didn't see any of it; total cloud cover. We got to see it all the way past greatest totality, and then it succumbed to the clouds from the south. So as far as I know, the moon turned red and disappeared, and now we're all going to die because it's the end of the world.

It was really fun.