I'm just amused that no one else suddenly didn't find a way to invite themselves to the next family thing in the spirit of listening... Because it is a nice voice.

The last extended conversation I had with my father wasn't so much a conversation as it was me listening to him muse befuddledly at people's inabilities to grasp such a simple concept as different sizes of infinities. I can't even remember the question I asked that sent him in that direction, but I think he was recounting tales from their June road trip.

I mean, I suppose it's a nice enough voice, but the topics that interest him, and therefore most likely to get talked about, are generally mathy or physicsy.

Then I recant. My "voices" are now dependent on what they are talking about. I have been very lucky in the past. And occasionally I fetishize them into just the sounds and the rest is easily masked away.

We should totally do that! But in jello! For charity!

Screw charity -- I'm thinking pay-per-view, syndication rights, money money money. W00t!

And stupid me did it for FREE in college. Although it is kind of fun. It kind of ruins your clothes, though.

Gronklies.

Tep, I see the insomnia fairy was in MD and OH last night. She was raging hardcore. I finally fell asleep at 5:30 and the frelling alarm went off at 6:30. There is not enough caffeine in the world for this morning.

Health-ma to your aunt, Tiggy.

GC, I hope everything goes as peacefully and calmly for your family as possible.

Tep, I see the insomnia fairy was in MD and OH last night,

In CA too. It's much harder to be a sleep slut when you aren't getting any.

Recovery~ma to your aunt and cousin, Tiggy.

tiggy, much health- & recovery-ma to your aunt & cousin.

sj, we got the shelves at IKEA. They are the Billy style shelves.

Brackets to all who need them - I just got to the end of the thread and now I have to go run and take a shower.

Having a nice vacation so far. It's an Imagination Vacation, staying at home!

Just back from shopping in the Plaka. Several observations:

A dog in every doorway. All the stores had their doors open, and the stray dogs were laying in the air conditioning. If I'd had a camera I would've done a photo series.

When wearing black jeans and a black t-shirt, shopping at Sephora or MAC is almost as bad as wearing that outfit in a beauty salon. I kept having to explain that I didn't work there.

Different goals for little girls. One store had things for little girls, like pencil cases or notebooks or little purses, with Hello Kitty or Pucca or...the Playboy bunny.

The last extended conversation I had with my father wasn't so much a conversation as it was me listening to him muse befuddledly at people's inabilities to grasp such a simple concept as different sizes of infinities.

I'm on board with that. It's not a hard concept, really. What's the problem? Until I start thinking about it too hard, at which point I suddenly can no longer remember how one number gets to be bigger than another and it's the math version of that bit in Rosencrantz and Guildenstern are dead about the word "chair".