Author: Justin
a seed
Max, in twenty years will you remember when daddy told you that chicken pox causes you to see Mickey Mouse Clubhouse episodes in black in white? Because it was actually a PAL to NTSC-J conversion problem. I hooked up your DVD player to an old brownscreen set we brought from Japan (that Auntie Merin gave us) that’s been sitting unused in our bedroom forever. We moved you there to be under the new cooler, since it eats comparatively little juice and is running all day to keep you from sweating…
Sorry ’bout that.
It is kinda funny, though (at least funnier than my other idea, which was to tell you you were turning into a dog).
Love,
daddy
Poxy Varicella
I came home yesterday after lecturing for two days, fresh off finals week, looking forward to a nice, relaxing evening and some much-needed sleep. Alas.
Max has chicken pox. Which means Mina will probably get them soon as well. Trying to keep babies living under the same roof quarantined is pretty much impossible, especially since the nanny isn’t around today, and Nam has a faculty meeting from now. It’s all on sleep-deprived daddy now… Max is just torture to look at with sores all over his mouth, writhing in agony and saying no to everything. Mina just wants to play. Plus the fuel pump in the Kujira died this morning. And the coffee in the pot tastes bitter.
A pox on pox.
Lunch break
I’m eating a plate of crab fried rice that looked unremarkable, but actually tastes quite amazing. This is a touristy dish that I pass on in Thailand because it’s usually got bits of shell in it, but it’s what they made for me today, and I’m glad they did – there’s huge chunks of crab meat hidden in the middle, and the egg was crispy with a runny yolk. Yum.
Meanwhile, there’s a guy who looks like jesuscristo floating in the huge hotel pool. If he turns it into wine, I’m calling off the afternoon lecture..
It’s called “prep”
Note to organizers:
If you hire me to lecture at a conference or other event, please do not change the topics five minutes after it starts.
That is all.
Wolverine or Two Bat Men + The Defaced Bard of Avon
These two pics made my day:
hey, taro.
I am very busy just now, as you might tell from my lack of activity here. I will free up again in a week or so. In the meantime, I present you with taro:
Holy crap, I love my new blog design
That is all.
Oh wait, also:
Sure formula
Yesterday I slaved out in the hot sun, carefully detailing our black car.
After that, I watered the garden heavily because it looked dry.
Today I woke to the sound of heavy raindrops hitting banana leaves.
This is only the second time it’s rained in four months.
The first time happened after I washed both cars.
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I am a level 3 shaman with powerful rain juju.
h4xx0r3d
My admin login for this blog either got corrupted or was intentionally changed by some script kiddie, so I need to purge everything and build it up again. My last backup is recent, from New Years Eve of last year (thank Omniscient Being of Choice that I had nothing else to do that day). I’ll be losing all of my posts from January and February, but I don’t mind so much…
This blog’s feed gets picked up by Facebook, Twitter, and Buzz, so when I import the old posts, it might avalanche.. or not. Apologies in advance.
UPDATE: Maybe I didn’t lose anything except, strangely, the banner – I have backups of it, but it’s time to make a new one.