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Month: May 2015

  • Drunk as as a skunk

    This evening I had a friend visit to take photographs from the top floor of our building. We spent about an hour fussing with tripods and then went drinking. This may have been a bad idea. We started at Smith Street Taps in Chinatown, but that was shut so we went to an "artisanal" "craft […]

  • Bass notes

    Today, our child growled at us. Proper deep, bass growls as if from a large dog or other carnivorous animal. We were trying to get her down for a nap (as with every Saturday morning for the whole of May, she kicked off at stupid o’clock in the morning and left us broken and sleep […]

  • An unexpected guest

    Sitting on the sofa this evening, indolently recuperating from the day, I saw what appeared to be a very fat, round bodied moth fly up above our sideboard and then flutter down again. "What was that?" my wife asked. "A … moth?" I suggested. We went over to look. It wasn’t a moth, it was […]

  • Forgettable

    Today we had to get La Serpiente Aquatica Negra registered for preschool, and that requires (among other things) showing evidence that she’d had all her shots, and we weren’t a bunch of anti-vaccinationers trying to make everyone else’s kids get sick. Fortunately, we have a book that records all the various jabs our daughter has […]

  • An early night

    Wednesday is track night, or it would have been if I’d felt in any way ready to spend half an hour hoofing it round in circles. But this evening I felt unusually tired, and so instead I went home, put the child to bed, and then sat on the sofa, a rather broken man.

  • A horse, of course

    A few weeks ago we were walking down the footpath near our apartment building, and we saw a full sized plastic horse stood outside one of the houses. Writing that, I wonder if I’m being exact in my use of English. Is there a size that plastic horses should be, and the one we saw […]

  • Pleasure and pain

    This evening, my wife baked chocolate cupcakes. This morning, my daughter slept all the way through until 7am, rather than startling her parents with early morning shouting. And I left work on time and got home early enough to bounce my daughter on my knee before her bath time. Those were the good things today.

  • The Weight Of Technological Advance

    This is a picture of my HP laptop that I bought in 2006, with my daughter, delivered in 2013, taken on my Nokia 920 phone (originally released in 2012). The laptop weighed slightly more than my daughter when she was born. It had half the RAM and the same storage as my phone (although my […]

  • Another hard night

    We had another epic night with our child; at about a quarter to one this morning she woke up and started screaming, and didn’t stop for two hours. By the end of that I was a total wreck and once again in no state to go running at 7 in the morning – I crawled […]

  • Eric Clapton and my daughter

    This evening I played a video on YouTube of Eric Clapton playing "Bad Love", a horrendous tune from 1990. It has Eric Clapton with floppy hair and a terrible moustache plugging away on his guitar, to a tune I never knee I hadn’t forgotten. I was driven to do this by reading today’s Scary Go […]