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Somehow we’ve acquired 3 scooters and 4 scooterers, so we’ve been busy scooting around, recently. As a result, I’ve got only interesting things other people have found on the Internets to show you. Here’s a talk by Dan Ariely, a professor at Duke University illustrating how humans make irrational decisions.
And if you are really good, I’ll upload some video of little tiny people wearing enormous helmets scooting impossibly on teeny scooters.
[This is not for the faint of heart]
I’ve mentioned, we have a mice problem- a few have snuck inside to winter in our pantry and under our kitchen sink. Disgusting, I realize, but we’re in good company as the topic of how to get rid of the mice comes up at neighborhood dinner parties and play dates.
I’ve caught a few this winter, and after a recent restocking of traps from the hardware store, excitedly rigged the pantry and sink cabinets with two traps each, expecting our kitchen to sound like the drum score of the William Tell Overture. No such drum score. It’s been many silent nights, since. Bummer. How disappointing to have caught them all.
[Passing the donut store on our run]
“Dad, can we get donuts?”
“We’re having something just as good this morning – waffles, but we’ll see what tomorrow brings.”
“If tomorrow doesn’t bring anything, can we get donuts, Dad?”
And one caught on film:
Girls, marry someone who fulfills your expensive addictions, inexpensively. I could have married for love, but marrying for to-die-for homemade espresso and sushi was far more cost effective. I got love in the deal, but some mornings it is all about the espresso. You know. We’ve all been there.
In case you’ve been deflowered, amusing Edward Gorey etiquette book on the appropriate response.
I’m actually working, but found this on the internets this morning and thought it was too cool to not share. What would it be like to die in a black hole? Astrophysicist Neil DeGrasse Tyson answers that for us. (thanks to How Good Is That)
The Californian husband consumed this year’s luck and money in the form of a black eyed pea and cabbage burrito. He may be lucky and wealthy this year, but the mockery he made of our traditional dish might have bought him a ticket to a special layer in hell.
Just can’t bring myself to share his recipe. I admit I enabled him slightly by pureeing the peas with a tbs olive oil, 3 cloves garlic and a tbs Tony Chacheres Cajun Seasoning. I meant for him to eat this with pita chips or in a sandwich. But, oh the burrito horror!
from Sylvie, Will, et al.
Spent the evening with neighbors firing our poppers and exploding Coke with Mentos. The Mentos dropped in Coke did not explode as I’d hoped. More bubbling geyser than Las Vegas style explosion. Puts the A in anti-climatic.
Hope your celebrations were nice and that your New Year brings good luck and good fortune.
Will is coming to the office with me tomorrow because his school is out and we host Sylvie’s nanny share at our house. Clearly concerned about the plan for tomorrow,
“Mom, if you forget to take me to work with you, you can come back and pick me up.”
When I told him that we might stop to get donuts on the way to my office,
“Maybe we can get them on the way home. Maybe.”
“Why don’t we get them on the way to the office. Just you and me. That would be fun!”
“Well, then I might be crazy at your office.”
I’ve got a back pack packed with his new pirate and Star Wars legos, a 600 piece floor puzzle of the world and a tube of Jenga. Can’t wait.