• Tee Ball Wizards

    It is nearly impossible to describe what a t-ball game played between 20 six year old girls is like unless you have had it inflicted on you. However, I will try… Girl 1 is currently playing with first. That seems to mean that she is standing vaguely near the bag with a glove on, talking…

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  • We miss you, Douglas

    Tonight Kim and I went to see a movie I’ve been waiting for for years, The Hitchhiker’s Guide to the Galaxy, partially written by the late, great, Douglas Adams. Kim fell asleep, but that’s not a good indicator as it was 10:00 PM when it started and she never makes it through movies that late.…

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  • Oy! The Towel is Gone!

    Ellen’s in the guest bathroom, washing her hands, and apparently the towel was missing, prompting the following conversation: Ellen (yelling out from the bathroom): Hey, what happened to the towel? Me: I ate it. Ellen: Oy, yuy yuy! Again, with the eating? Apparently, she’s become an old Jewish man. Who knew?

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  • Mini-ball

    Yesterday I headed down with Kim and the kids to watch Ellen practice T-Ball. She was really good! I was thoroughly impressed. She raced in on a grounder, scooped it up, and through someone out at first. She seems to be able to throw and catch and hit fairly well. No idea where she learned…

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  • My GOD it’s…YELLOW!

    We spent the entire weekend painting the dining room “Golden Glimmer” and white. It’s nice, certainly much nicer than it was, but what a job. I get to paint the ceilings, neck bent, back bent, dripping ceiling white on my head. I am ceiling boy. All hail ceiling boy.

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  • Why use a small word…

    When you can use a complicated big one! That’s apparently the feeling that my kids have, when katie came into our room talking about Lucy: Katie: I put her in the box, but she clambered out! Paul: she clambered out? K: yeah, she climbed out. Good thing she explained…

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  • Blue Screen of Death

    So it’s been 2 hours and I’m still listening to the radio instead and gnashing my teeth at Comcast. Their support “team” informed me that “There is an outage in your area.” No ETA. No shit. Painful.

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  • Panic

    It’s Sunday night, 7:45. The Yankees season opener is on tonight. In 15 minutes. Against the *gag* WORLD CHAMPION Red Sox. At The Stadium. And…what do I see on TV? BLUE. Cable has been out for 15 minutes. If it’s not back in 15 minutes, someone’s gonna get hurt… *weep…*

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  • The Sounds of Silence

    For the first time since last summer, the family has headed west to Iowa. It seems like forever since I’ve had time to myself, and I’m relishing it. The house is quiet, the phones are quiet, no one is waking me in the morning…amazingly, even the cats are leaving me alone! Perhaps they’re enjoying the…

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  • Portrait of the Artist as an old man

    Yesterday, in the course of my work, I got to meet a fairly famous artist, Lucas Samaras. I’m helping him set up an exhibit at Pace Wildenstein Gallery in which he is displaying about 4500 digital pictures and 60 movies. They’re an odd collection, but interesting. It’s actually quite a big haul for anyone interested…

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