My mom once (or possibly more than once) locked my brother and me out of the house when we were kids because we were driving her bonkers. It was summer, and we had a pool, so there was no danger of us succumbing to the brutal weather and dying.

My brain is *nifty.*

It's a crazy funhouse inside.

Hey, *you're* the one who built the time machine....

I'm pretty sure I was 10 or 11 when I decided I didn't like my father anymore. I didn't have any specific problem with him, I was just So Over Him.

I LEFT THE HOUSE AND STILL FEEL FINE!!! Take that sicky feeling!

I have Targeted and Daffied. Target resulted in new plastic storage items for food, some unexpected things for gifts, a beverage dispenser (about to be filled with kiwi/cucumber water), a jump rope!, and something I was looking for as a gift.

Daffy's in Queens Place continues to be my favorite Daffy's ever. I find good stuff everytime I allow myself to go in. I will spare you all the details, but they involve Natori, silk nightgowns, and cute tweed blazer with satin ribbon waist tie.

now...water.

yay msbelle for feeling better!

feh for Allyson for needing to find a new foundation. I just went through the same thing a couple of months ago.

Alibelle! Call me or email me your phone number so I can tlk to you about babysitting.

Yay msbelle.

I am back from Transamerica. I wouldn't call it afterschool special-y, but the plot is pretty by the numbers road movie with two people bonding and having secrets. Huffman was amazing though. I only saw glimpses of her at times in the character.

Hey Burrell, how are those kids?

Remember how when you were little and you had horrific surgery, like your tonsils or whatever, and you got prizes? For my wisdom teeth? I got puppet Angel! And his nose comes off!

East side NYCistas be aware, tomorrow is No-Pants Day on the 6 train.

Remember how when you were little and you had horrific surgery, like your tonsils or whatever, and you got prizes? For my wisdom teeth? I got puppet Angel! And his nose comes off!

Sweet! JZ got that for xmas.

Our day was salvaged. To his credit, when Emmett and I were at loggerheads he said, "Can you just give me a second so I can stop crying?"

So I gave him fifteen minutes, and he settled down and read his book. Then I told him to go ahead and read for another half hour and then we'd go out.

When his half hour was up - without any prompting - he put on his hat, grabbed the frisbee and the vortex (tiny nerf football with arrow in back) and we all headed out. Went over to Kezar and invented our new game Throw-and-Switch. Which was we had to simultaneously throw one item and catch the other item. Which was very tricky because you throw a frisbee differently than a vortex and you had to pick up the thing you were catching when it was almost on top of you. We got up to five completions in a row, which took considerable energy and effort.

Then we walked down Haight Street, got a gummy tongue candy at the novelty store. Walked to the Panhandle and threw the frisbee some more. Petted dogs coming and going. Stopped at Kid Robot and Emmett bought a Kubrick figure in the new Star Wars series - a Death Star Gunner. Stopped at the organic produce store and got some fantastic looking raspberries and blackberries and strawberries (all from NZ I expect). Stopped at Rockin' Java and JZ and I played pool (she beat me for the first time and sank five in a row at one point) and Emmett got to the seventh level of PacMan. We all had hot chocolatey drinks of some flavor or another. (JZ had the Black Satin which was a mocha with a shot of blackberry syrup.)

Not a bad day by any means.

Now we are back home and contentedly doing the quiet reading, computering and toy playing.

Dog of the day: Remington the Great Dane Puppy. Only 10 weeks old and bigger than several full grown dogs we saw.

God, Hec, you're so mean, forcing a day like that on your son.

Had the krav pics taken. One big group shot. I was the only one in a skirt, so I made sure my legs were obscured. We had a small panic when we realised that all the black people were standing in a clump at one side. We still ended up a bit left-heavy but I think it shouldn't be as glaring as it started out being. And maybe the blond thing will throw it off.

There were also individual pictures and bio sheets we had to fill out. I'm afraid of the next version of the web site. Why do they want to know if I'm single? (I said N/A)

Tried to find a short denim skirt. They seem not to exist with out being destroyed denim, or covered in flair. I'm not flairy.