My Life as a Clown

My son stands (or lays) in solidarity with the oppressed people...

Sun, 18 Jul 2010 22:33:52 -0400

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

Sat, 17 Jul 2010 17:39:45 -0400

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 is truer than you know. rstevens: DON’T DRINK AND CLOWN

Mon, 12 Jul 2010 02:53:13 -0400

This is truer than you know.

rstevens:

DON’T DRINK AND CLOWN

One time I was walking to the Circus Center listening to...

Sun, 11 Jul 2010 02:41:49 -0400

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.

Mommy Dearest

Thu, 08 Jul 2010 02:23:15 -0400

Boone: Mama.
Me: She had to leave for work. What do you need?
Boone: Mama.
Me: She'll be back later. What do you want? You want a snack?
Boone: Mama!
Wyatt: I think he's being pretty clear.
Me: I know, but I'm a perfectly capable parent. And I'm right here.
Boone: Mama!
Wyatt: But, you're not mama.
Me: I feed you, clothe you, put you down for your nap, play with you. What does she do that I don't do?
Wyatt: Be awesome.
Boone: MAMA!
Me: She's gone, Boone. Do you want a hug? I can hug.
Wyatt: Not like mama.
Me: Just like mama.
Wyatt: Nope.
Boone: MAMA!
Me: How is her hug different than mine?
Wyatt: It's awesome.
Me: Here, Boone. I'll give you a hug to make you feel better.
Boone: WAAAAAAAH! MAMA! MAMA! MAMA! MAMA!
Wyatt: Way to go, smart guy. He'll be freaking out for a while now.
Me: Fine. I'll let him have his fit. Is there anything you need?
Wyatt: Mama.

Got back to Man Francisco yesterday and spent the day...

Mon, 05 Jul 2010 22:28:40 -0400

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.

Sun, 04 Jul 2010 00:35:23 -0400

5 Yerts

Sat, 26 Jun 2010 02:48:32 -0400

I have been married to the best woman ever for five years and it just keeps getting weirder!

I love you sweet baby doll!

To celebrate my very first Father’s Day, I wanted to begin...

Mon, 21 Jun 2010 02:22:00 -0400

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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...

Sat, 12 Jun 2010 13:56:59 -0400

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.

thenelsontwins: theconceptlibrarian: librarianpirate: (via...

Thu, 10 Jun 2010 20:51:04 -0400

thenelsontwins:

theconceptlibrarian:

librarianpirate:

(via brooklynmutt)

(cough)

At the hospital. Waiting for babby.

Sat, 05 Jun 2010 20:27:58 -0400

At the hospital. Waiting for babby.

sigh

Fri, 28 May 2010 10:35:00 -0400

The due date is past. The bun is still in the oven, and my wife feels like Jabba the Hutt. My baby is lazy and missed its chance to share a birthday with Big Daddy James. Is this the first sting of parental disappointment?

They are very good.

Fri, 21 May 2010 03:17:21 -0400

They are very good.

thenelsontwins: I can still smell this stuff. I still kind of...

Thu, 20 May 2010 01:59:09 -0400

thenelsontwins:

I can still smell this stuff.

I still kind of smell like this stuff.

It is good to know that I froze.

Mon, 17 May 2010 02:25:52 -0400

We had to leave a restaurant last night when my nine and half month pregnant wife knocked over her glass of water and made a puddle on the floor. She tried to explain what had happened but the waitstaff took one look at my face (who had not seen the glass only the puddle) and switched into sitcom mode. It would have been nice if she had delivered right there to save all of the embarrassed apologizing, but alas the baby is still in the bun.

HTML 5

Wed, 12 May 2010 02:32:41 -0400

I went to a conference tonight about HTML 5 and the future of the web. Me and the rest of the sweaty nerds cheered when he showed us CSS3 columns and border-radius. The little Italian man from Microsoft mostly whined about how hard it is to make a browser. The OS is really dead.

I mostly feel bad for/ identify with the little dorkwad in the...

Wed, 12 May 2010 02:29:39 -0400

I mostly feel bad for/ identify with the little dorkwad in the lower left. Constantly vaguely embarrassed.

thenelsontwins:

In danger of outing myself, I must say that I did indeed watch… religiously… the season of Project Runway where she, this rich, Manhattan social scene upper echelon dwelling, wife of a prominent hall of fame inducted interior designer, and mother of (at the time five, adorable, lawless children with stupid names) sucked up air time and far too much attention.

Now, she is a mother of six little ones and has written a book on parenting! YES! I was hoping the book would be entitled “How to Raise Six Kids in Manhattan with Millions of Dollars and Boundless Social Connections and STILL be a Talentless Hack” but alas it is something equally as shallow and tasteless, Didn’t I Feed You Yesterday? A Mother’s Guide to Sanity in Stilettos.

Yeah.

I know of a lot of people who have her problems and this book is really going to help them out.

I’ll take her advice right after I start liking her clothes.

I mean really, how can anyone take her seriously? Not only for the obvious reasons, but also because you could fit a freakin’ basketball in that grill of hers and still have room. Terrifying! Like giant mouth thing in the desert in Return of the Jedi.

37 weeks

Thu, 06 May 2010 01:36:00 -0400

The Babby window has opened. Now we wait….

Today I realized the last time I made room for a television show...

Fri, 30 Apr 2010 02:55:36 -0400

Today I realized the last time I made room for a television show in my life was when Star Trek was still on.

beastman:

via CakeWrecks

My Life as a Clown

My son stands (or lays) in solidarity with the oppressed people...

Funny this is exactly how I feel about twitter

This is truer than you know. rstevens: DON’T DRINK AND CLOWN

One time I was walking to the Circus Center listening to...

Mommy Dearest

Got back to Man Francisco yesterday and spent the day...

I gots my brother married today.

5 Yerts

To celebrate my very first Father’s Day, I wanted to begin...

Not long after this picture was taken I found myself singing a...

thenelsontwins: theconceptlibrarian: librarianpirate: (via...

At the hospital. Waiting for babby.

*sigh*

They are very good.

thenelsontwins: I can still smell this stuff. I still kind of...

It is good to know that I froze.

HTML 5

I mostly feel bad for/ identify with the little dorkwad in the...

37 weeks

Today I realized the last time I made room for a television show...

sigh