Dad's making chili, in a crock pot. Old school shit. Looks menacing. On duty all day while mom got beautified. Date night tonight, headed to Ditmars. Might as well be north Philly. Trying out new babysitter.
We got teeth coming in - top ones, Jane's a real Beaver apparently, looks the part now. These taken prior to the arrival of the choppers.
London, again, this time in ten minutes. St. Pauls from a taxi, Maritime college, Greenwich Park, Gurning with Finaly McKay, my brothers the mermen. Hit the Jersusalem Tavern, Comptoir Gascon, St. John, Trafalgar Pub. Good run till the tank went way empty. Declined that Marky Wallburg comic book movie on the plane ride home, opted for snack pack and straight to rooked neck.
Couple rockers from the Fette Sau meat social.
New McKenna coming any second....Yaos!Explicitly laid out like a fruit cake,Master Ace
So I was illegally double parked outside the laundromat, running in real quick to grab the drycleaning, saw a cop ease through the light, slowing as he passed my car, thinking I'm getting a ticket, I run back out, he pulls in front of our car, hits it.
Awesome.
Rips bumper off another inch, punches hole in his back wheel well. Trades me no ticket for not telling on him. Partner calls him a moron. Doubly awesome. Winds up guarding my car while I run back in and grab drycleaning. Can't make this stuff up.
Janebug is refusing to go down for naps, only interested in standing up and moving herself around her area. Not interested in outfits either, prefers nudie suits.
The whole crew made it out to the beerhall on Saturday. Dad tackled three liters admirably, had to be driven home. Bed at nine. Hasn't happened in 32 years.
Making dinner, gotta roll. Bravo Cards.
Suffering a wintery mix here in Greenpoint. Hatches battened, not amounting to much. Jane is eating peas and carrots from the mush machine, not sure how much is getting swallowed vs. how much is being wiped on clothes and face. Still likes eating her toes best.
Technology is helping, Mom got a new camera for xmas, so we have some holiday outtakes to post. Mom also got a Wii fit for her birthday, so everybody is getting trim for MLK day. My Wii fit age is 47, which we think sucks.
Had to blow off to London, saw ten minutes of it. Managed a pint at Shoreditch House, fancy. Love those airplanes.
Mom's pics from Charlotte, crib escape practice, fur-foolery.
They let me hold her occasionally.
We celebrated Beav's birthday last night, sadly, didn't have my shit together on Thursday. The mookmaster went buff, taped her head to the coffee table twice. Mom wore her Romulan outfit. Dad made dinner. Everyone got loco esse.
Got blunted this morning, for the football games.
We watched Burn After Reading last night, all hopped on wine and pistachios. D-.
Happy new year. Jane was captured by pirates yesterday, bathed in dubloons, and released on her own cognizance with fancy ideas about frigates and kinderpants. She told me all about it this morning, somewhere between throwing up herself and eating mom's cell phone. This is how we've been rolling, whilst on break.
She crawled on new year's day, we have witnesses. Here's the shock and horror:
That shirt is an Ambriel Floyd original. Probably the catalyst. She's also learned how to pull herself up in her crib. Figure by the time I get home from work tomorrow, she'll be eating cheeseburgers and smoking Marlboros.
Me and the kids have been swapping our annual year end lists. Pretty rich banter, lots of hot tips. Figured I'd unload my annotations here, for the illegal downloaders.
Top ten songs from 88 India, as tabulated by playcounts. Shockingly white, pure pitchfork.
1. "Angels" Black Mountain, 30
2. "Shame" Avett Brothers, 28
3. "Men and Their Ideas" Oxford Collapse, 27
4. "House of Lies" Broken West, 26
5. "Cold Son" Stephen Malkmus, 24
6. "Right Hand on My Heart" Whigs, 24
7. "Torn Blue Foam Couch" Grand Archives, 23
8. "Electric Feel" MGMT, 22
9. "Ripped Knees" No Age, 21
10. "Drop Out" Times New Viking, 20
We did like that Katy Perry song too, and "Love Lockdown" is pretty groovy.
Best stuff we rented on Netflix:
1. Dial M for Murder
2. Tropic Thunder
3. Freaks and Geeks (series)
4. To Catch a Thief
5. Michael Clayton
6. There Will Be Blood
7. We Jam Econo
8. Vanishing Point
9. Adventures of Baron Munchausen
10. The Towering Inferno
We saw two movies in the theater this year. F.
Grandpa / Grandma McKenna blew in on our return from Charlotte for baby whispering, present swapping, chicken.
Claudia gave the fatty crab a new bathtub for xmas. She loves it, makes more mess than it resolves, but means she's now out of the sink.
Jane, Christmas card outtakes - Jawa and the Crazy Lady from Hollywood Squares:
Franklin Mint series.
HH and Ambriel made / hosted the New Year's Day traditional dinner. Crushed it. Two shoulders, all the trimmings.
Naked time with Fur Coat. Call child services.
Finally, checked out the new Beck residence, in progress. Should be epic.
Mom is currently suffering from a double case of tendinitis, we got ice, wrist guards, therapy in the mix. Brown clowns still pretty cute though.
For a shit year, not bad. Many healthy returns to all (401K plan yield included).
xo
Couple rockers from the Fette Sau meat social.
New McKenna coming any second....Yaos!
