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[wombat]

.d a hoss leaning on me with a hoof between my thighs

This sounds a bit, um, nerve-wracking?

[CortJstr]

Hopefully get to mess around with the Spore Creature Creator. I downloaded it yesterday but didn't get a chance to install it. My video card just bare meets the minimum requirements, so I'm not sure how it will work out.

I assume the release of this is why JL wasn't around yesterday.

Hope that work has some kind of random power outage so I can go home and play with the Creature Creator some more.

I know I'll be bored with it in a week but for now it is so awesome. I especially like their little dances.

[jay-ell]

Think of me in the half squat with leather half chaps

*faints*

[Limmo]

...play hooky from my current nursing responsibilities and run screaming into Manhattan for reindeer games with the other guys from my band, who both happen to be on this coast at the same time.  Yay!

[Arachno-capitalist]

[Golfhaus]

...attend a get-together of Charlotte chihuahua owners. Wasn't real sure what to expect, but it ended up being a lot of fun. Our two started out being buttmunches, but as more chihuahuas arrived, they calmed down. And I wasn't the only straight guy there, although all four of us who were there came with our wives.

[wombat]

Pictures?

[Golfhaus]

Pictures?

Chloe (l) and Baxter (r) planning their attack on the rest of the group.


Thwarted in their efforts by their parents.

[theinevitable]

I came incredibly close, for the first time in my life, to saying "excuse me young lady, just WHO do you think you're talking to!?" to this little biatch from the oldest cabin who sassed me when I told her to stop fuck*ng my guys over in Capture The Flag.

I spent 3 days in the woods with 14 10-year olds and only 2 other adults. It was fun, but pretty exasperating. I officially love backpacking so much, and I think I am starting to get into the kind of good-shape that I have always admired. The kind that comes with carrying things that need to be carried, and walking long distances in tough terrain. I felt pretty badass at the end of that trip, as much as it was probably a cakewalk compared to the hike we would take if there weren't kids there.

"Daniel, how many feet are in a mile?"
"5,280 feet, Meredith, why?"
"I was just... I... my mom told me that once."
"What?"
*10 year-old starts sobbing because she misses her mommy*

ummm... it is amazing to me the degree to which young girls are raised to feel helpless about things. So many times little girls asked me for help, I said "why don't you try it yourself?" only for them to do it with ease. This part, actually, happened for both genders.
The part unique to the girls was that some percentage of the time when I said that, they started crying until I did it for them.

Yeah, I guess more updates later. I need breakfast.

what I like the most about working here is that I'm learning skills that make me feel like I can actually do any goddamn thing.
I learned to start a fire with quartz and steel, for one. I made a perfect golden-brown marshmallow. I forget the rest of my proud-list, but it's coming along.

[jay-ell]

ummm... it is amazing to me the degree to which young girls are raised to feel helpless about things. So many times little girls asked me for help, I said "why don't you try it yourself?" only for them to do it with ease. This part, actually, happened for both genders.
The part unique to the girls was that some percentage of the time when I said that, they started crying until I did it for them.

Arg, arg, this is so true.  I have seen it in my friend's kids.  While waiting at the airport to pick up my friend's husband Friday -- his plane was in a holding pattern for an hour because Air Force One was taking off, I kid you not -- I had to make a rule that my seven-year-old companion had to try each level three times before asking me for help with the game she was playing on my cell phone. 

After I made that rule she did not have to ask for my help again. 

Why do kids today -- especially girls, it seems -- think that everything ought to be easy? 

I try to teach my kids that things are more fun when you have to work at them a little, but who knows if I will succeed. 

[Doc]

And also maybe because it's just easier to solve it for them so they'll shut up for a second.

The cynical bit of me says it's mainly this.

[jay-ell]

I stayed up half the night with a vomiting infant, had my after-dinner guests cancel, and got rear-ended while both my kids were in the car -- the first accident I've been involved in since becoming a parent.  (Everyone is fine; the worst part of the accident was that it woke the baby.)  Altogether a crappy series of events. 

But somehow, it doesn't *feel* crappy.  I don't feel bad, and the kids were pretty reasonably well-behaved even in awful circumstances (stuck in a parking lot with nothing to do in 90 degree heat waiting for a cop to come and write up a police report, before dinner.)  Pearce didn't even repeat the curse word Pedro reflexively shouted on impact -- one of Carlin's seven dirties -- which was a nice bonus.  So although lots of bad things happened, it could have been a lot, lot, lot worse. 

[side_show]

...make my first tentative steps towards learning to knit.  I basically have JL to blame for this.  All buying Stitch 'n Bitch and using my shiny red patent leather purse as a knitting bag.  I have been so looking forward to this.  Learning a new craft over the summer rocks!

... ponder the meaning of two very old ladies I know commenting on how "different" I am.  "That Melanie, she always has to be different" they said.  "She's different.  She's always got to be different."  It was clearly not a compliment based on their tone, and yet I strive for the extraordinary, and in find deep meaning in all lifes processes or not doing them at all.

[Doc]

I wouldn't sweat it Mel (and I doubt that you are) sounds like those two have got being ordinary and expected covered for you. Be goddamn extraordinary and don't let others guilt you for showing how great they could have been had they the courage to try.

[pmcd9]

God bless Melanie for being different.