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Can’t WAIT to see the Indexed book, which is now available for preorder. If you haven’t checked out the blog yet, do so now as it’s one of the more hilarious things on the web. No, no fat ol’ cats pretending to type on a computer or eat spaghetti — I mean REALLY funny. You know, like as funny as economics can be.
Add comment January 18th, 2008
Wanna know (TWEE) what the most (WEEEEEEE) irritating sound in the  (TWEEEE) world is? Can  you (FWEEE) guess? come on, give it one (TWEEE) good (TUHWEE) shot (TWEETWEETWEEEE)…  ok, it’s the sound of a child who has *just* learned how to whistle by blowing across a bottle (WHEEWEEWEEEE).
Now, in the olden days (hee, I’m old enough and uncool enough to say “olden days”), this most likely would’ve been done with a glass Coke bottle. Or, for the drunkard families out there, a glass beer bottle. Whatever the liquid, the container would’ve been glass, giving you that nice, low glassbottlesound (whooooooo). Â
As it is, she learned on one of those disgusting blue syrup drink bottles, made of impossibly thin, melty plastic with an even more impossibly small hole. Which makes the most impossibly god-awful shriek (TWEEEEETWEETWEEEEETWEEWEEE) you’ve ever heard. Â Â
Fan(FWEEEEEE)tastic.
2 comments January 15th, 2008
So I may or may not have mentioned something about my middle child’s love of water towers. It started when she had just turned two — we’re driving along peacefully and all of a sudden she screams, “WAH-TUH TOWAHHHHH!” Luckily, we have only two in town. But it was kind of a nice diversion, looking for water towers on trips, so we fed it.
We drove to Texas that year and, I don’t know if you’ve ever been on the Kansas Turnpike, but there is only like one place to stop per every million miles. And, seeing as that one place is stuck in the middle of, ummm, Kansas, it has to have it’s own WATER TOWER! One that you can run up to and stand by and get your picture taken with and try to look up to the top until you almost fall over.
It was funny, this obsession, but I thought she’d eventually outgrow it. You know, despite the fact that we constantly remind her that she loves them. This is how people get known for something. They say they like something once and then their crazy family latches on and inundates them with this thing until they either snap and tell them they hate said thing or all of those old crazy relatives die, finally leaving them mercifully alone.
So, the point is, as a mother it is my duty to drive my kids crazy so I may just have to break down and buy her this water tank bank. Because, you know, it’s there. And it’s weird.
2 comments January 3rd, 2008
When my four year old writes the two year old’s name it looks like “Gut.”Â
Perhaps I should tell everyone she knows German and we’ll pass it off as “good”…Â
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Add comment December 19th, 2007
that will freak you the hell out. You’re sitting alone in your basement office, getting to ready to type a heartwarming post about the sheer joy on your son’s face when he first saw the Santa Train this morning when… something flies past your head. And not a tiny something. A bird-sized something. And it’s all of 14° outside, so it’s not like we’ve had the doors standing open with a little birdie welcome mat out. Â
Luckily the bird was contained to just the office and didn’t get loose in the rest of the house. Also quite lucky for the bird is the fact that neither the cat nor the boy knew it was here.
Right… off to search for bird poop. Hurrah.Â
Add comment December 17th, 2007
oh Threadless, you’re slaying me with the type tees lately! Buy this shirt and wear it for your weenie hipster friend who will NOT SHUT UP ABOUT THE NEW NEW SUPER NEW BANDS “oh, you haven’t heard of them either?” ALREADY.
but what’s with the nasty off-white? Ok, “cream” or “creme” or whatever. I can’t believe they didn’t print this in black. It *screams* to be a black tee.
Add comment July 10th, 2007
He never fails to inspire me, both with his use of color and humor — so not only do I love the pop of this crazy little canister, but it also makes me laugh and laugh!
wait! better yet, there’s a whole set!
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Add comment July 10th, 2007
In another life I played rugby. Now, I didn’t play well, but I played for many years — had a lot of fun, met a lot of good people, made some friends who are near and dear to my heart.
And so, my near and dear friends, here is a “which rugby position are you?” quiz. Usually I hate these kinds of things, but this one was spot on for me and made me giggle.
1 comment May 22nd, 2007
you will most definitely get a kick out of this Still Life Fruit Bowl.
There was always that one kid, right? who would come up with some crazy shit and then use that bullshit ‘artspeak’ to defend his work in class? I’m betting this was dreamed up by one of those kids…
but it still makes me laugh!
Add comment January 23rd, 2007
desperately *hearts* the Indexed blog…
and — AND — this movie inspired by it.
bwahahahahhahahahaha!
1 comment January 22nd, 2007
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