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October 17, 2001
Proud parenting (or, what a good example am I)
- Maggie knocks over her cup of rice milk at the dinner table (no, no, no, we haven't gone vegan or anything, she just really loves it). She looks at it, frowns, and with perfect inflection spits out "Oh, cwap!" I give her a big hug.
- Discussing The Onion's 9/11/01 Special Edition (again at dinner), I try to mumble the issue's tagline very quickly, so as not to put bad, bad words into the mouth of our little angel. Of course, about 10 seconds later, she happily exclaims "Holy Fucking Shit!"
Luckily, we haven't yet been forced to explain how this kind of thing can be really funny at home, but extremely unpopular at preschool.
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October 11, 2001
Need to grow a mullet
Sticking to the completely trivial for now, as all I have room for in my head is that end of the spectrum, or the extremely serious end -- and who needs to hear what I have to say about all that? It's still all too much to wrap coherent thoughts around anyway...
So on the trivial side, staying within my capabilities... When did I become a country singer? Apparently it happened, at least in the view of various denizens of mp3.com. I've had a couple of acoustic things up there for a while (more to come, very soon, hopefully), and several people have added "The Simple Things" to their playlists. Country or country-rock playlists, almost all. Hmm. I mean yeah, it's two guys with acoustic guitars, but... I guess I'm biased because in my head, that song has a Motown-ballad vibe, with big round James Jamerson bass and a B3 carrying the day. To everyone else, something completely different seems to come across. Who knew? Guess I need to grow a mullet and quit rooting for Jeff Gordon.
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