Tuesday, August 31, 2004


My mom sent me down this photo of the four of us (Mike, Loretta, Kath, and I) a few days back. They came down (along with my mom) for the cherry blossom festival. It must have been ten years ago, when our lives were all so much less comples. (heavy sigh)

Sunday, August 29, 2004


Saturday night we were getting ready to go to the Eddie From Ohio concert at Wolf Trap. we had been looking forward to this all summer.

Kathleen was upstairs changing, and I see Anna sitting at the kitchen table. She had a list of all the students that she went to kindergarden with down from the refridgerator and was looking at it, and talking to someone on the phone.

"Anna, who are you talking to?" I asked her.

She put her hand over the phone. "Cole's mom." She said. She continued talking to Cole's mom.

"No, actually he was mean to me. He would make fun of me and laugh at me." She was listening to the voice on the other end of the phone. I was thinking to myself, "who's Cole, and why is she talking to his mom."

Anna was pacing while she talked on the phone, something she always does. I do it to, it must be an inherited trait. "No, its okay, I just ignored him. Do you know who is teacher is going to be next year?" She asked.

She is six and she is going through the list of people she went to kindergarden with and calling them all to find out who they are going to school with. I just shake my head and mutter to myself as I leave the room.

Thursday, August 26, 2004


Here are jsut a couple more pictures from Anna's camera that she brought with her on her recent trip to disneyworld.

Tuesday, August 24, 2004


We were going hiking on Sunday, Anna, PJ, and I, and we were all climbing into the Subaru. One of the child seats has a strap that hangs down between the child's legs. It is used to tighten the chest straps.

PJ was sitting in the seat as we were getting ready to go, and he asked me what the strap was for. I explained that it was the emergency eject strap. I then went into great detail as to how it would work. If he pulled on that strap, a small explosive charge would detonate, causing the seat to be rapidly thrust up and ripping a hole in the roof and sending the seat hundreds of feet in the air.

They knew I was kidding, and Anna and PJ were both laughing. I then explained how once the seat had risen high enough in the air, a parachute would deploy, and gently lower the seat to the ground. "So don't touch that strap, okay?" I said, and rubbed his head affectionately. But now it was time to go.

I checked on Anna, and sure enough, looking across the rear seat, PJ was touching the strap. I shouted at him "PJ, NO! DON'T TOUCH THAT STRAP!" He looked at me froze up, and his jaw dropped and his eyes opened about three inches wide. Pause. "Just kidding" I said, smiling again. PJ started laughing, then Anna, then finally me, and it lasted for several minutes until we had left town.

Sunday, August 22, 2004


I have been hearing many complaints because I have not been posting much material of late. I have two words for all of you. I'M SORRY! I have just been busy as all get out, and I will try to post more stuff. Here are a few pictires from Anna's camera that she brought with her on her recent trip to disneyworld.

Tuesday, August 03, 2004


I have added a nifty little tag to the left hand margin of my webpage, which will help you stay abreast of the current terror level. Currently, I am showing a level of Bert (yellow) for most of the U.S., and a level of Ernie (orange) for NY and DC.

I work seven blocks away from the IMF and World Bank, which is one of the purported targets. Security is pretty tight. Where I work at the DOJ, the have armed guards in the lobby 24/7. Now that we are on orange level, they insist on touching your badge as you enter the building. Yech! Just for fun, I think I'll let Sam play with my badge tonight, and get baby-goo all over it. :^)

Sunday, August 01, 2004


PJ threw a massive fit the other day at the post office. PJ was screaming and yelling so bad that she had to straop him down into Sam's stroller, carry Sam on her shoulder, and go into the post office and patiently wait in line with PJ yelling "Naooooooooo! I don't WANT to put on my SHOES! Aggggghheeeeeyahhh!" and struggling to get to out of his straps. The other parents looked on knowingly, and the non-parents pretended not to notice. The mission was a success though, and now Anna has postcard stamps for her trip to Florida.

I took PJ to work with me on Friday. He had a blast and was amazingly well behaved. He watched movies, played with his gameboy, annoyed all of my co-workers. But he left me alone for the most part, and I was very happy about him coming along.

Anna is going with her Grandparents to disneyworld or the week. She has found herself in pig heaven. Now I can't wait to heree how long it takes her to whip Disneyworld into shape.

Anna called from the airport in Virginia, and said that she was at the airport. She called again from the airport in Florida, just to announce her arrival. She was so proud of herself.

She called again todya, saying that "everywhere I go is big." I'll have more on her trip later.

While i was driving down to the campground in Virgina, PJ said to me, "Dad, did you know that google is a really big number?"

"It is?" I said, "How big is it?"

"Its about six hundred feet." The a pause. "And did you know the "sinity" was a really big number?"


"No, sinity."

"Finity?" I said, trying to figure out what he was saying."

"No, SINITY!" he said. "And, sinity is a really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really big number. And do you know how big sinity is?"


"Its about ten hundred feet."

Another thing PJ woould tell me about during the drive home is that his toes were dying and falling off. He only had seven left. Then, pieces of the car were turning brown and falling off.

One thing I was reminded of while camping, was that if PJ loses something, you can never get any meaningful information about that lost item from him ever again. If you ask him where it is he will say "Its there." and just point at some random thing nearby. Or he will say its in the car, or just make up some story. His connection with reality is so tenuous, that he really isn't sure what happened to those car keys he dropped under the trailer. Maybe they are still there, but maybe they were picked up by Zack and Wheezy and carried off to the land of dragons. Who can say?

We had a great time camping Yogi Bear's Jellystone park. We went swimming, we played vide games, we made smores around the campground. It was very nice. PJ threw a bunch of fits while we were there though, but I am pretty sure he had a good time. As we left, he waved goodbye to the giant statue of Yogi Bear, and said "goodby Yogi Bear! Dad. I am going to miss Yogi Bear's campground.