Aleisha tagged me, thus giving me P.E. flashbacks that shake me to the core.
I was rarely tagged, because once I became “it,” I couldn’t ever catch anyone, and the game pretty much petered out. My strategy was to bring a book, find a corner and hide. I preferred games that involved imagination and strategy- [...]
Tag I’m it. . . .
Homeless in Cali
I think I could be a homeless person, but only if I didn’t have any stuff. I had practice yesterday, with everything I own (locally) in a giant suitcase that might also double as a shelter. Such is my chosen fate at CHI 2007. The commute to Matt’s place in San Francisco seemed a better idea a couple months ago then after getting assigned to some 7a student volunteer tasks. This is a week of reunion as much as sharing of knowledge, with a great mix of alumni and current Informatics students descending on San Jose this weekend.
Flying Solo
I have landed in San Jose. Thanks to Amy, I even have a hotel room for the night (with wireless, obviously) and clothes to wear for the next 2-plus weeks. I wish I could stuff the extra bed in my current hotel room into the suitcase to use in one of the many rooms that will be overpopulated by IU students next week. Frontier is a nice little airline; I flew in the Mountain Goat. They introduced me to a mute version of Tegan and Sara, Cat-Dog, and the tiniest bag of Sun Chips in the world.
Good Job, good job!!
It’s reflexive. The child does something we like, it spouts out as easily as blood squirts from the brain of any random character in The Departed, and an inane “Good Job!” squirts out. It’s entrenched in our culture. “Catch your child doing good,” countless parenting and teaching articles advise.
I have heard kids (including mine) [...]
Set my (a-hem) free
Archie’s at the naked stage of life- if he had his way, he’d be naked 24-7. While I’m pretty loose about dinner attire, I do think underwear is a bare minimum.
Tonight, I took that stand.
Me: Underwear required at the table.
Archie: No. NO NO NO NOOOOOO! I want to be NAKED!
Kevin: (eye twitching) You have [...]
Poor little Kitty
During playgroup a few weeks back a random dog wandered into my friend’s yard. Not wanting to further traumatize her kitty, who had recently endured the death of her sibling, she debated for some time over how to contain the lost dog until his owners came to claim him.
Eventually, it was decided that the kitty [...]
Yeah, we’re vegetarians.
Carter rigged up a stick to carry his buckets of water today in the yard. Wanting to acknowledge his innovation without reducing his intrinsic motivation, I commented.
Me: Hey. Cool stick thing to carry your buckets.
Carter: Yeah.
Me: How’d you come up with that?
Carter: It’s what the bloodthirsty meateaters use.
Me: Huh?
Carter: Bloodthirsty, meateater bad guys use [...]