01 July 2011

My sister's terrific kids.

They're getting so big!  Ok, they are now 10.5, almost 13, 17.5, 18.75.  I remember when each one was born.  Sniff.  Damn these hormones.  :)

Lunchie munchies, hmm?

Headed with my work peeps to Maltby Cafe in Maltby (duh) for lunch today.  I am particularly fond of their waffles with fruit and *Devonshire cream.  Yumm-o.

*A note about Devonshire cream:  it is the bomb-diggity..  Accept no substitutes (read: whipped cream).  Fight the power!

Aaaaaaand, I'm spent.

kk ll

Happy happy Friday, Ygnacio Valley!

Ah, high school.  Morning announcements were always riveting.

Oh, and have a look at this:

I apologize in advance.

30 June 2011

Cue "The Lion King"

We found a dead rat on the front lawn.  Yay Francis.  Bummer for the rat, though.
Circle of life...

Shoulda composted it.
There's always next time...

Welder in the window

Construction-y type stuff is going on in the building next door.  With my super-duper peripheral vision, today I saw welding- sparks and everything!  Any chance that was Jennifer Beals over there?  It's entirely possible, as my vision is super-duper, but not perfect.

Fun fact:
I was Henry's age when that movie came out.

Who remembers zip disks?

Oh no, not the clicking death!

29 June 2011

I own a domain name!

In a *typical Carol move, I have purchased (for 10 whole dollars a year) the domain kaykaylovelove.com !!!
whatsafewmore.blogspot.com should  redirect with no issues.  Feedback during this change is appreciated.

*Time between thinking about doing it and actually doing it was about 10 minutes, give or take 5 minutes or so.  :)

A funny music moment in the car with the kids...

As per usual, last night, the kids and I were cruising around our neighborhood, blasting upbeat music.  I put on the song "Fire Water Burn" from the Bloodhound Gang.  My kids are the coolest kids ever.  I am supremely lucky.

The kiddified version is below:

The roof, the roof, the roof is on fire,
The roof, the roof, the roof is on fire,
The roof, the roof, the roof is on fire,
We don't need no water let the motherfarter burn,
Burn motherfarter burn.

Hello my name is Jimmy Pop and I'm a dumb white guy,
I'm not old or new but middle school fifth grade like junior high,
I don't know mofo if y'all peeps be buggin' give props to my ho cause she all fly,
But I can take the heat cause I'm the other white meat known as 'Kid Funky Fried',
Yeah I'm hung like planet Pluto hard to see with the naked eye,
But if I crashed into Uranus I would stick it where the sun don't shine,
Cause I'm kind of like Han Solo always stroking my own wookie,
I'm the root of all that's evil yeah but you can call me cookie,
The roof, the roof, the roof is on fire,
The roof, the roof, the roof is on fire,
The roof, the roof, the roof is on fire,
We don't need no water let the motherfarter burn,
Burn motherfarter burn.

Yo yo this hard-core ghetto gangster image takes a lot of practice,
I'm not black like Barry White no I am white like Frank Black is,
So if man is five and the devil is six than that must make me seven,
This honkey's gone to heaven,
But if I go to hell then I hope I burn well,
I'll spend my days with J.F.K., Marvin Gaye, Martha Raye, and Lawrence Welk,
And Kurt Cobain, Kojak, Mark Twain and Jimi Hendrix's poltergeist,
And Webster yeah Emmanuel Lewis cause he's the anti-christ,
The roof, the roof, the roof is on fire,
The roof, the roof, the roof is on fire,
The roof, the roof, the roof is on fire,
We don't need no water let the motherfarter burn,
Burn motherfarter burn.

Everybody here we go,
Ohh Ohh,
C'mon party people,
Ohh Ohh,
Throw your hands in the air,
Ohh Ohh,
C'mon party people,
Ohh Ohh,
Wave 'em like you don't care,
Ohh Ohh,
C'mon party people,
Ohh Ohh,
Everbody say ho,
Ohh Ohh,
C'mon party people,
Ohh Ohh,
Everybody here we go.

Music is awesome.

The Playlist of Awesomeness I created for the kiddos includes the tune "Fire Coming Out of a Monkey's Head", from the Gorillaz album Demon Days.  It is voiced by Dennis Hopper and packs a lot of meaning.  Alex asked me to remove it from the playlist, as it "kinda creeped him out."  This came from the kid that loves System of a Down, which is another band that primarily sings "message" songs.  (The kids have great taste."   I explained that the song was meant to make the listener a little uncomfortable.  We discussed the meaning of the lyrics to the song.  He got it, which makes me so proud.  I still removed it from the playlist for him.  :)

"Fire Coming Out of a Monkey's Head"

Once upon a time at the foot of a great mountain,
there was a town where the people known as Happyfolk lived,
their very existence a mystery to the rest of the world,
obscured as it was by great clouds.
Here they played out their peaceful lives,
innocent of the litany of excess and violence that was growing in the world below.
To live in harmony with the spirit of the mountain called Monkey was enough.
Then one day Strangefolk arrived in the town.
They came in camouflage, hidden behind dark glasses, but no one noticed them: they only saw shadows.
You see, without the Truth of the Eyes, the Happyfolk were blind.

Falling out of aeroplanes and hiding out in holes
Waiting for the sunset to come, people going home
Jump out from behind them and shoot them in the head
Now everybody dancing the dance of the dead,
the dance of the dead,
the dance of the dead

In time, Strangefolk found their way into the higher reaches of the mountain,
and it was there that they found the caves of unimaginable Sincerity and Beauty.
By chance, they stumbled upon the Place Where All Good Souls Come to Rest.
The Strangefolk, they coveted the jewels in these caves above all things,
and soon they began to mine the mountain, its rich seam fueling the chaos of their own world.
Meanwhile, down in the town, the Happyfolk slept restlessly,
their dreams invaded by shadowy figures digging away at their souls.
Every day, people would wake and stare at the mountain.
Why was it bringing darkness into their lives?
And as the Strangefolk mined deeper and deeper into the mountain,
holes began to appear, bringing with them a cold and bitter wind that chilled the very soul of the monkey.
For the first time, the Happyfolk felt fearful for they knew that soon the Monkey would stir from its deep sleep.
And then came a sound. Distant first, it grew into castrophany so immense it could be heard far away in space.
There were no screams. There was no time.
The mountain called Monkey had spoken.
There was only fire.
And then, nothing.

O little town in U.S.A, your time has come to see
There's nothing you believe you want
But where were you when it all came down on me?
Did you call me now?

28 June 2011

I love my job.

I really do; it's not just lip service.  I get paid to learn new things and be all nerdy.

John Ruskin said,

In order that people may be happy in their work, these three things are needed: They must be fit for it. They must not do too much of it. And they must have a sense of success in it.

Aaaaaand, I'm spent.

27 June 2011

Casa de Awesome-26Jun2011


I just received and have accepted an invitation from Steven Fales on LinkedIn.  I caught his off-broadway show "Confessions of a Mormon Boy" when I was in Salt Lake City for an AALAS meeting 5 years ago. Powerful stuff.  Apparently it's now a trilogy...  Check out his website here.*

*I should point out that he is a beautiful gay man and the website contains a few pictures to document. His website is not NSFW, but just be aware.

Aquasox game

Thanks to Henry getting a free ticket to the game, we attended an Aquasox minor league baseball game in Everett.  The Aquasox are associated with the Seattle Mariners, and their opponents on this night, the Vancouver Canadians, are associated with the Toronto Blue Jays.  Way cool.  A chorale group from Everett sang both the Canadian and American national anthem, which was kinda cool.

OK, it's minor league ball and it shows: multiple errors on both sides and the Aquasox were shut out.  Painful to watch, for sure, but fun anyway.
The kids of course enjoyed the concessions.

  Alex had a hot dog and Henry a chowder bowl.  I stuck with peanuts and a hot dog
Of course there was Cracker Jack, and the kids even got to sing "Take Me Out to the Ballgame" on the field with Webbley.
The rainbow was worth the little bit of rain that fell.
We opted not to stand in line for the kids to run the bases after the game,.  We did take the obligatory "face in the hole" picture, which looks kind of creepy when you realize that those are the frog's eyes.
The truly sad part is that the ballplayers have that logo on their ball caps.

The team is Short-Season A classification team in the Northwest League, of which they are the current defending champions.  Short-season means that its season does not start until June, after major-league teams have signed their amateur draft picks to professional contracts.  I interpret this as the guys who didn't make it.  Better than working at McDonald's, I guess.

The kids played catch and ate.  They weren't all that interested in the actual game, which is fine.  Alex did surprise me with his knowledge of the game.

My unsolicited thoughts on the Designated Hitter:  if your only job is to hit, then you better be the best gall-darned hitter there is.  Sadly, that is not the case.  I think it sucks.  Then again, I was (am) a Giants fan and growing up the AL (A's) had the DH.  Pitchers should have to hit.

I miss me some "This Week in Baseball".