I feel weird and ashamed to post about not-Gus, but... Sean, you and S. should totally come visit, and share some single malt with us, and do some baby-admiring. I don't think you'll be betraying your deep love of Em by doing so -- now that she and Lily are both solidly in toddler/little kid territory, the TCBITW, West Coast Division, title is once again open. We need an objective judge (Zmayhem may be just the smallest bit biased).
Also, she was read to last night, in an attempt at distraction from Gus sadness, and it turns out that she is a genius at being read to. The book was
Peter Rabbit
(a gift from Cass's future intended), not a tale generally known for its gripping and suspenseful narrative, but she was boggling and astonished and OMGWTFing at every page. "Oh noes! A shoe amongst the potatoes! The rake! Peter no no Peter look out MR. MCGREGOR'S SIEVE!" So immensely satisfying.
I am feeling, right now, so lucky to have been able to meet Gus here. Goodbye, Weremonkey. Have fun blowing minds in the world to come.
What appliance will be played by Brad Pitt?
Now where's Trudy when you need her?
Ah Grasshopper, you do not need me for that one.
The book was Peter Rabbit (a gift from Cass's future intended), not a tale generally known for its gripping and suspenseful narrative, but she was boggling and astonished and OMGWTFing at every page. "Oh noes! A shoe amongst the potatoes! The rake! Peter no no Peter look out MR. MCGREGOR'S SIEVE!" So immensely satisfying.
Ah, do I know how to
pick swoop in and steal them or what?
Now I would like to see Matilda being read to as well. Boggled, mesmerized babies are fun.
My attempt at a nap is being less than napful.
Are you now going to get a food processor and name it Louise?
Now that, my friend, is a fabulous idea! They would be quite the pair!
What appliance will be played by Brad Pitt?
Oh dear.
kimi, if you come by here again, I am so sorry to hear about Gus. My thoughts are with you and Seamus.
waves
We slept in late today, I wrote in my journal, and now I am thinking about breakfast. Luckily we have leftover quiche in the fridge from a family thing we went to yesterday morning. This is the first non-work day for TCG that we haven't had plans in quite a while, and we intend to enjoy it by reading and getting Chinese take-out.
We celebrated NYE with Victor and Thessaly last night, which was quiet and just the way I like it.
Oh, no. Gus.
crying
Gotta go tell Tom.
I'm so sorry, Kimi. I'm so sorry, Buffistas.
I'm crying for a friend who was never anything more than electrons to me, but he was no less a friend for that. I wish it could have been otherwise.
Yes, this. Damn. Damn. Damn.
Kimi, I'm more sorry for your loss than I can hope to express.
Oh man. I was just looking through my email and thinking "I wonder if Gus is going to write me back?" And then, as I do every time I think about him, "I wonder if Gus is okay?"
I guess the answer is now, "Yes he is, but we are not."
So many lives were better because he was in the world. All I have is Isle of Jura, but I think I'll make one of the drinks he submitted to the cookbook and raise a glass to his life and legacy.
