Archive for August, 2005

A retrospective

Thursday, August 11th, 2005

It’s pretty impressive when you get them all together.
The brown ones are all recluses, all found in my house. The two black widows were found at a ranch in South Texas.

Videos you must watch

Wednesday, August 10th, 2005

Rubber Johnny - mutagenic child freaks out to Aphex Twin.
Supersize me! (with whiskey) - a sendup of Morgan Spurlock’s overwrought McDonald’s saga.
The Nut Bra - supports the boys when they’re feeling low.
The Little Girl - forgotten by everyone - wonderful horrible dark little tale.
Salad Fingers - the newest installment.
Enjoy! Some links might not be [...]

Human interaction and games

Wednesday, August 10th, 2005

I used to play games with people, face to face, all the time. Endless amounts of Gin Rummy with my friend A. Frequent bouts of Trivial Pursuit. Darts. Rummikub at the ranch. Constant unending sessions of Spades (or Hearts when we couldn’t get a fourth). Poker. I really [...]

Peekaboom

Tuesday, August 9th, 2005

Newest addiction - Peekaboom.

The first of the red hot tantrums

Sunday, August 7th, 2005

Jo had her first full-fledged prolonged public tantrum today at the mall. Actually, multiple tantrums. Basically it was an “I want” which was denied. A solid hour of screaming ensued. We touched on “I don’t want you as my mommy anymore”, but luckily skipped “I’m running away” and “I don’t love [...]

The driverless car

Wednesday, August 3rd, 2005

I’ve owned two houses in Austin, both next to very big hills. At the last house, kids used to daredevil down the hill on their bikes. One time a boy lost control and I heard his tortured “YAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAARGH!” as he flew into the neighbor’s yard.
The house we’re in now is on a much [...]

To dream of rabbitholes

Tuesday, August 2nd, 2005

For the past few nights my dreams have been riddled with… riddles. Puzzles, rabbitholes, cryptography, trails. I’m not sure if I was the player or the puppetmaster.