Karin and I took Tyler to the San Diego Zoo to oggle the alligators, assay the elephants, and ponder the pandas yesterday afternoon. Tyler has a certain fascination with animals, and this was more than evident at the zoo where he was blowing kisses to every animal he saw. But of course he also blows kisses to cars and to the food in the baby aisle of the grocery store, so he pretty much makes it known what he likes.
We also took time this weekend to make a patriotic pilgrimage to a military surplus store to pick up a few emergency and camping supplies. Man, I love these stores. They all have that musty smell of long-term storage and quiet desperation that I somehow find comforting. Watching the clientele slowly pick their way through clothing and weaponry, weighing the pros and cons of MREs vs. dehydrated food and whether or not they should buy a back-up whetstone should their primary one go AWOL, I came to the conclusion that it’s nice to know that there are others out there who are more paranoid about the future than I am.
I couldn’t believe what I just saw. Upon my second viewing I was cringing in my seat and moaning, “No….no. Oh…noooo. What the?! Awwww, man….” in absolute disbelief.
Excuse me while I quickly sneak into my son’s room and give him a quick hug…
Our neighborhood held a picnic during this past Memorial Day weekend. As we were enjoying our hamburgers and hotdogs a young couple new to the neighborhood strolls up. The wife appeared to be in her second/third trimester. I introduced myself and asked if I could get either of them something to eat from the grill. The wife quickly replied, “No, thanks. I have to carefully watch this life force I’m creating. Would you have anything organic instead?”
Uhhh, okay. I guess that means more nitrate dogs for the rest of us.
In all honesty, I don’t believe all pregnant women are smug. But I do think that it’s a demographic that doesn’t get made fun of that often.
A huge passion of mine that started in early childhood and continues on through today is my love for video games. As a kid I used to live in arcades, dropping quarter after quarter into Zork, Battle Axe, Defender, Joust, Donkey Kong, Robotron, Dig Dug, Tempest, Dragon’s Lair, Major Havoc, etc, etc, etc. I’ve grown up with Atari, Nintendo, Dreamcast, Turbographix, Colecovision, Play Station and X-Box. I’ve even gone so far as to build my own MAME arcade cabinet which houses thousands of arcade games.
Now that I have a child of my own I’m wondering if he’s inherited my love for games. I guess time will tell…
