Showing posts with label photoblog. Show all posts
Showing posts with label photoblog. Show all posts

Friday, February 12, 2010

Snow in Atlanta . . .

. . . is like a fish that needs a bicycle. Or something.

Monday, February 8, 2010

Friday, February 5, 2010

When you least expect it . . .

. . . the carpet-raptor may strike. Ouch!

At the end of kid-times this week, we have lots of things to remember: roller-hockey gear inauguration, KNEX dinosaur set exploration, Pop-Pop's 4 hour wooden owl project, peer-tutor success, sloppy joes, Astro-Boy, reading together at night, earlier bedtimes, chocolate-covered pretzels, awaiting Doc Chey's openingin the 'hood, and the Avett Brothers (again).

Sunday, January 31, 2010

Snow mountain and my dad's rapier wit

Here's what you find at Snow Mountain, all of which is machine-fabricated, for $25/person:
Snow Mountain is really a way for Stone Mountain, Georgia to make money when it's cold. Today, my Dad said, "You know what that is," gesturing to the Stone Mountain carving:
"It's the biggest second place trophy in the world." Sharp, that one.

Monday, January 25, 2010

Friday, January 15, 2010

Puzzling . . .



. . . why is the coolest thing at the Imagine It Children's Museum this tile pattern on the bathroom floor? A) It's really quiet in there. B) No unchaperoned kids are throwing sand at you. C) All of the above. D) I'm old.

Thursday, January 14, 2010

I thought I was taking my kids to the dentist . . .


. . . but the Yanni, the flower arrangement, and the hushed conversation convinced me I'm in a funeral home.

Thursday, November 26, 2009

Safety first


The new "in-thing" this Thanksgiving is being sick, so grab your SARS masks, Swine Flu anti-venom, and slice up the bird.

Thursday, November 19, 2009

A holiday of imperial expansion ...


... is somehow excused by turkey-craft this cute.

Wednesday, November 18, 2009

Things you get when you turn 10


My daughter's first decade is in the bag. May I finish my diss. before she's 20.

Thursday, November 12, 2009

Being home sick from school . . .


. . . means you have a lot of cursive "P"s to catch up on.
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Wednesday, November 11, 2009

Danger!


No, I have not suddenly decided to review thrash-metal albums from the 90's.

I went to the doctor today and wanted a photo momento. Ever think about how the international BIOHAZARD icon is not that scary . . . but just a bunch of circles? It could be just the stains of a four cups of coffee on a orange table cloth.

Tuesday, November 10, 2009

It's good to see you.


Thao rocked the Earl, with a collection of new songs and old ones. By old ones, I mean songs from her first album last year. More of a review tomorrow. Man, she can throw that hair around and twist like a snake preacher.

Saturday, November 7, 2009

Thursday, November 5, 2009

Up and down


No pawn shop pictures yesterday; script meeting postponed.

After a chain of monumentally frustrating events, I had to tie on my running shoes and hit the street. At the end, I ran up this hill five times. There was a lot of steam.

Sunday, November 1, 2009

Three out of four cool girls . . .


. . . prefer Chucks. My daughter and her dancing pals before the parade.

Wednesday, October 28, 2009

The tribe comes home . . .


. . . today. Writing; pause. Organizing, drawing, hugging; engage.

Monday, October 26, 2009

Balance . . .


. . . is really important if you work in the circus.

Sunday, October 25, 2009

The road to Halloween . . .

 

 . . . is paved in pumpkin seeds.