9March2007
Posted by nate under: Uncategorized.
Nate in the car with two 3 year olds on a one hour drive to Alexandria.
Conversation 1:
Kid 1: My blood pressure is the same as Jessica’s.
Kid 2: Guess what animal is in the blood pressure in my leg.
Kid 1: A tiger?
Kid 2: No. It’s long and scary and yellow.
Kid 1: A lion?
Kid 2: Nnn-YES! A lion!
(Joyous laughter abounds. Five minutes later we learn that Kid 2 has a bear in the blood pressure in his head.)
Conversation 2:
Kid 1: I’m big L and you’re little C.
Kid 2: No I’m big C and you’re little L!
Kid 1: NO!! I’M BIG L AND YOU’RE LITTLE C!
Kid 2: NOOO!!!! I’M BIG C AND YOU’RE LITTLE L!!!!
Barely Sane Adult: Hey guys, how about you’re both big?
(Pandemonium ensues as Kids 1 & 2 simultaneously shoot down B.S.A.’s attempt to mediate. B.S.A. last seen leaping/being thrown from the driver side window of a black 98 Honda Civic east bound on I-94 near mile marker 83.)
9March2007
Posted by nate under: fact.
last night as i read the label on my sara lee pre sliced roast beef i realized how much i have in common with my favorite lunch meat.
and i quote:
‘contains up to 10% of a solution’
‘95% fat free’
i can’t imagine my label reading much different
6March2007
Posted by nate under: Uncategorized.
So we were heading out on friday, I blogged, I started packing the car, and I got a call from someone on thier way to the cities that said 94 stunk so I didn’t go.
Saturday I did go. Everything went great, the U2 tribute was a blast, the lecture intriguing and the after party absolutely off the hook. Seriously, we were up to almost MIDNIGHT eating animal crackers and drinking juice.
I’m lucky to be associated with a pretty amazing group of musicians and music fans and playing on Saturday night with so many of these folks in the same room was awesome.
After a equally fun night at Taylor’s B&B I picked up Lydia’s friend Charlie – also 3 1/2 – and we drove back home. Other than eating more than his share of corn nuts it was an allright trip. Of course I consider any 3 hour drive without a potty accident and zero crying pretty all right.
So these conspirators have been at work keeping me away from the computer and my guitar and it’s been great. Though the two get on each other’s nerves at times the fun they have together totally out weighs it.
My only concern is that C is getting L hooked on Thomas the Train. At the risk of offending my younger readers, Thomas the Train is stupid. Playing with trains is cool. But reading books about cars on tracks getting in outrageous predicaments is dumb. So to spice it up I refer to all the trains as ‘Train’ and mispronounce ‘Sodor’ as ‘Sodom.’ Though repeatedly corrected by 2 indignant and slightly annoyed 3 year olds, I still can’t get it right. I think my biggest gripe other than the overarching assanine premise of the stories is that every inanimate objects goal is to become ‘a really useful engine.’ I don’t think kids need to be told that their worth is on par with their usefulness. It’s all a little works righteousness and close communion to me.
Luckily we do have a Thomas DVD, and if weren’t for that I wouldn’t get to blog or have a moment of peace. which is currently being disrupted by screaming. Someone crossed an invisible line I fear. If only kids would stay on the track and commit themselves to becoming really useful.