My son stands (or lays) in solidarity with the oppressed people of the world.
He also looks like a waving cat.
Funny this is exactly how I feel about twitter
thenelsontwins:
theconceptlibrarian:
I suppose earlier generations had to sit through all this huffing and puffing with the invention of television, the phone, cinema, radio, the car, the bicycle, printing, the wheel and so on, but you would think we would learn the way these things work, which is this:
1) everything that’s already in the world when you’re born is just normal;
2) anything that gets invented between then and before you turn thirty is incredibly exciting and creative and with any luck you can make a career out of it;
3) anything that gets invented after you’re thirty is against the natural order of things and the beginning of the end of civilisation as we know it until it’s been around for about ten years when it gradually turns out to be alright really.
Apply this list to movies, rock music, word processors and mobile phones to work out how old you are.
The late, great, and inimitable Douglas Adams attempting to ease everyone’s (or at least his generation’s) fear of the internet in 1999.
This post was reblogged from Whispering Glades.
This is truer than you know.
rstevens:
DON’T DRINK AND CLOWN
This post was reblogged from rstevens' Joe Biden Fan Club Tree House of Furor.
One time I was walking to the Circus Center listening to Southern California wants to be Western New York and I burst into inexplicable tears. Such sadness washed over me that I could hardly move. A minute later it was over and I kept walking down the street. Ever since I have been a little scared of Dar Williams.
thenelsontwins:
yogisarah:
That’s Dar Williams. You can’t see, but take my word for it that’s she’s beautiful and never ages.
Nice.
This post was reblogged from Whispering Glades.
Mommy Dearest
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Boone:
Mama.
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Me:
She had to leave for work. What do you need?
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Boone:
Mama.
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Me:
She'll be back later. What do you want? You want a snack?
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Boone:
Mama!
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Wyatt:
I think he's being pretty clear.
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Me:
I know, but I'm a perfectly capable parent. And I'm right here.
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Boone:
Mama!
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Wyatt:
But, you're not mama.
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Me:
I feed you, clothe you, put you down for your nap, play with you. What does she do that I don't do?
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Wyatt:
Be awesome.
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Boone:
MAMA!
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Me:
She's gone, Boone. Do you want a hug? I can hug.
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Wyatt:
Not like mama.
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Me:
Just like mama.
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Wyatt:
Nope.
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Boone:
MAMA!
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Me:
How is her hug different than mine?
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Wyatt:
It's awesome.
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Me:
Here, Boone. I'll give you a hug to make you feel better.
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Boone:
WAAAAAAAH! MAMA! MAMA! MAMA! MAMA!
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Wyatt:
Way to go, smart guy. He'll be freaking out for a while now.
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Me:
Fine. I'll let him have his fit. Is there anything you need?
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Wyatt:
Mama.
This post was reblogged from The Daddy Complex.
Got back to Man Francisco yesterday and spent the day decompressing from the desert.
Another Huzzah to Dr. Science and Dr. Astronaut! Now Mr. and Mrs. Dr. Science and Dr. Astronaut!
I gots my brother married today.
5 Yerts
I have been married to the best woman ever for five years and it just keeps getting weirder!
I love you sweet baby doll!
[Flash 10 is required to watch video]
To celebrate my very first Father’s Day, I wanted to begin what will hopefully be a long career of embarrassing my son using the Internets.
Not long after this picture was taken I found myself singing a song about poop-con 1. Parenthood makes the sublime and the ridiculous co-exist.
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