Friday, February 27, 2015

Friday, February 20, 2015

The wheels of justice and my part in keeping them greased [ick]

 So, yes, jury duty yesterday.  They care not a whit that I had a two-week-old child (have I mentioned her, btw?) nor that I was going to Washington this coming week - "the cases don't usually last more than a day..." - so there I was in the -5 degrees yesterday, ready to keep American Justice moving apace.  As it happened, my mYsTeRiOuS WoRkPlAcE was closed for weather, so I wasn't missing any work.  Then, this being D_____, the defendant failed to show and all 50 souls in the jury pool were turned loose!  Which meant that I got to put away the clean clothes that had been sitting on the dryer for about 9 days.  JUSTICE IS SERVED!

Update!

Bea with great-great-great-great-great grandfather!

Holding head up, checking shit out, not eating for 11 seconds
Back from the Ukraine front

"Yes, life is pretty sublime..."

Decadence!

An auntie brought this by for that "Miss Havisham on Sunset Blvd" feel.

Kids: worth it!

Sitting around with a two and a half week old baby can lead to lightly binge-watching Bored to Death, which we would not have done otherwise.

Also: a perfect example of a show that guys will like and women will tolerate.  If you were looking for one!

Wednesday, February 18, 2015

Also, I may have mentioned this years ago,

but how come there's no "monolith" alarm clock?   No time on face, just gives the screech when it's time to get up.  That there's a beach house - on the moon!


Like you,

I often find myself thinking I should listen to Diamond Dogs more:


Tuesday, February 17, 2015

Bea: The Official Two Week Portrait

"People of Earth - I come with a message.  Please deliver me
to your United Nations..." etc

Friday, February 13, 2015

New baby miracle!

The Bride's husband managed to get these laundry area-obscuring
bamboo curtains up...the age of miracles is upon us!

Home at last

"This is it?  This shit's not palatial in the slightest..."

Arrival!

Mark on head from vacuum cup thingy - seconds old!

A thing I will tell my daughter

"Bibi," I will say, as she is all a-dandle on my knee, "if Thom Yorke put this record out, everyone would wig out and Radiohead wouldn't be as awful as they are.  Remember this...[whispers] remember this..."

"My little girl..."

This has been in my head since the baby arrived, natch:


Saturday, February 7, 2015

Beatrix

Beatrix Lee Eddy!  2/3/2015, 5:55 p.m.  9 lbs, 22".