I really appreciate a kitchen appliance that lets me set the timer for 6:66.

hate Stannis, hate Theon, love Brienne, love Gendry

A full set of teeth and a good head of hair: why is that asking too much?

There needs to be something that I want to do.

Tippy Lou's insides were too effed up, had to put her down.

So far today is gross and unacceptable.

In Batman Begins, the boy on the fire escape that Batman is nice to grew up to become Joffrey. It's true, Batman does create freaks and psychos.

Somebody need to come up with a way to recrisp leftover nachos that doesn't burn the toppings.

Been watching early morning Angel reruns for a couple weeks. Forgot how much I hated Conner.

When a torrent finishes downloading I feel sorta empty and expectant, is this all, now what? Actual success must be very unrewarding.

he is a photon

Guess who turned 5 months old a few days ago and is already wearing clothes for an 18 month old? No, not my sense of maturity. It’s my great nephew, Roman (I refuse to spell is with an ‘i’ instead of an ‘a’).

When it comes to picture time he sits still for everybody and flashes the biggest, prettiest smile - except for me. When he sees me with a camera he starts to jump and wiggle and makes every face but a smile. These are the least blurry ones.

He’s been standing up for little bits on his own, in the walker anyways. He can sort of crawl but it’s more like flop-rolling. And he’s starting to hold his own bottle and spoon provided somebody hands them to him. His repertoire of jabber noises is extensive but he does manage to say yeah and dad. Overall he seems to be superior in every way.

LOCALS, traffic is super bottle necked around the Glen Jean exit on Rt 19

LOCALS, bad wreck on 19 at the 84 Lumber bridge, just happened. Make plans to detour thru Mt. Hope

I <3 Gendry

sometimes simple is better

Dinner tonight was hummus and feta on pita with baby spinach and those little finger sized Hungarian peppers (the pale green ones). It always seems like no matter what brand the tubs of hummus are never big enough. And for dessert:

I always get myself one of these every Easter.