Cooked a pretty tasty stew today, but it was slower than expected... Thankfully Franklin was there to help keep Emily and Grandma in good spirits while we waited:
Been a busy month otherwise. As you probably know we had a big party last week:
Many many thanks to the excellent folks at the West Seattle YMCA. Such a great job with the party!
What else? Ah, recent trip down to throw some rocks in the water (down by the bay?)...
And of course this awesome present Franklin got from a daycare classmate:
Okay let's read one last story, and then good night!
ὧν ἓν καὶ τὸ σόν, ὦ σχέτλιε, μόριον εἰς τὸ πᾶν συντείνει βλέπον ἀεί, Plato, Laws 10 (translation)
καίπερ πάνσμικρον ὄν, σὲ δὲ λέληθεν περὶ τοῦτο αὐτὸ ὡς γένεσις ἕνεκα
ἐκείνου γίγνεται πᾶσα, ὅπως ᾖ τῷ τοῦ παντὸς βίῳ ὑπάρχουσα εὐδαίμων οὐσία,
οὐχ ἕνεκα σοῦ γιγνομένη, σὺ δ’ ἕνεκα ἐκείνου
22 February 2015
06 February 2015
We Laugh and We Laugh and We Laugh
Lots of carrying on around here lately.
Get it? ;)
And not just at home. Here's a glimpse of singalong at Mt. St. Vincent:
And, let's see, back at home he's been working on his jump-shot:
I'll try to get better video one of these days. Not sure if you can hear it, but when he's off screen, he's saying "I'm Frank Mason." (Emily and I also represent various KU players, but the roster is always changing...)
Meanwhile, highlight of 2015 so far (and honestly, one of my highlights of our nearly eight years in Seattle) was seeing Sherman Alexie at Seattle U this past week:
One of my book clubs very recently read The Lone Ranger and Tonto Fistfight in Heaven, which is excellent.
Been years since I've seen it, but this great movie is based on one of the stories:
But all that aside, so many excellent, challenging, and hilarious comments. Great experience.
Just the comments about the Seahawks alone were worth the day. He said that even though he knew the conspiracy theories about the end of the Super Bowl weren't true, he approved of them because the myth was better than reality. Especially because Marshawn Lynch refuses to perform and entertain all the white people who think football players—and especially black players—are supposed to act a certain way. Yes.
But as if that weren't enough, he followed it by asserting that given the rates of brain trauma and eventual dementia, when we watch professional football we're watching poor people and black people kill themselves for our entertainment. Yes and yes.
And then of course he said that he watched the Super Bowl, all the while dipping his tortilla chips in medium-hot hypocrisy. Yes and yes and yes.
Meanwhile, so, yeah, we had fun watching the Super Bowl too (at least until that last play):
I even got Emily to wear a Seahawks t-shirt!
What else? Good times at story time lately:
And great food, like this vegetable soup and apple pie, made with apples, pinto beans, kale, carrots, and delicata squash, all from the farmers market:
Delicious!
You should come over for dinner some time, reader!
Until then, cheers.
Get it? ;)
And not just at home. Here's a glimpse of singalong at Mt. St. Vincent:
And, let's see, back at home he's been working on his jump-shot:
I'll try to get better video one of these days. Not sure if you can hear it, but when he's off screen, he's saying "I'm Frank Mason." (Emily and I also represent various KU players, but the roster is always changing...)
Meanwhile, highlight of 2015 so far (and honestly, one of my highlights of our nearly eight years in Seattle) was seeing Sherman Alexie at Seattle U this past week:
One of my book clubs very recently read The Lone Ranger and Tonto Fistfight in Heaven, which is excellent.
Been years since I've seen it, but this great movie is based on one of the stories:
But all that aside, so many excellent, challenging, and hilarious comments. Great experience.
Just the comments about the Seahawks alone were worth the day. He said that even though he knew the conspiracy theories about the end of the Super Bowl weren't true, he approved of them because the myth was better than reality. Especially because Marshawn Lynch refuses to perform and entertain all the white people who think football players—and especially black players—are supposed to act a certain way. Yes.
But as if that weren't enough, he followed it by asserting that given the rates of brain trauma and eventual dementia, when we watch professional football we're watching poor people and black people kill themselves for our entertainment. Yes and yes.
And then of course he said that he watched the Super Bowl, all the while dipping his tortilla chips in medium-hot hypocrisy. Yes and yes and yes.
Meanwhile, so, yeah, we had fun watching the Super Bowl too (at least until that last play):
I even got Emily to wear a Seahawks t-shirt!
What else? Good times at story time lately:
And great food, like this vegetable soup and apple pie, made with apples, pinto beans, kale, carrots, and delicata squash, all from the farmers market:
Delicious!
You should come over for dinner some time, reader!
Until then, cheers.
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