The look of indignity. You’d think Archimedes was upset when we gave him the cookie beater.
Maybe he was just upset that I took the picture.
Maybe he’s upset, because he knows that when he’s twenty five, and I’m showing his other half these photos, it’ll be extra apparent that having a stay at home dad is way more embarrassing than having a stay at home mom.
We try not to feed Archimedes any processed sugar, so these cookies were only sweetened with honey and molasses.
The look on his face; you’d think he just came to some great realization about this batter. It reminds me of the time, when I convinced him, that the chocolate ice cream i’d just given him really came out of the dogs rearend.
He struggled with that one, but then finished the ice cream anyway exclaiming “more chokit poo? Medes want more chokit poo, daddy!”
I’m so glad I have this blog, so I never forget these tender moments.
Archimedes is getting ready for his first rave. This is him posing in his little outfit.
As you can see Archimedes is indulging in his creative side, with matching yellow shirt and moon boots.
He made sure to select a white diaper so that it would glow under the black lights, and later we will be putting glitter in his hair.
Archimedes roughed up his hair to give himself that fresh out of bed look. Isn’t he adorable?
He was tempted to wear a white shirt for the black light effect, but then decided that the white trim on his boots and tug boat shirt would stand out and make his seem really put together.
I suggested he put his pacifier on a necklace, but he insists he’s a big boy now, and pacifiers have no place out side of nap time.
I tried to tell him that I didn’t want him raving until he was at least three years old, but ever since he got a glow stick on the 4th of July, he’s been begging to go. I guess two and a half is okay, I think he’s more responsible than most raver kids anyway.
First off, I just want to apologize to everyone about the poor weather.
Yeah, my fault entirely. You see, I spent all the winter months, remodeling my house, and one of the final steps, was to bulid in the new gas fireplace.
Well, you can understand my disapointment when it promptly warmed up, and I never got a chance to use my new firplace.
Then I made a big boo boo. I uttered a prayer. Now I know, most people wouldn’t think of me as a froo froo prayer person. It was an accident.
I said “Goddamn this good weather! I want to be able to use my F#@&ing fireplace!” Well… turns out, there is a God and sometimes he gets bored.
So I figure God was up there on his throne in the clouds, twiddeling his thumbs (an eternity of preventing per-marital sex is an awful dull existance) when he hears my accidental prayer.
God figures he’ll have himself a few laughs, then BAM two weeks of rain. It’s even going to rain on my birthday. It’s never rained on my birthday. Never.
Well ha ha God, I get the point. Don’t take your name in vain, and all that jazz. Any chance you could throw me another bone, and not allow the rain to come rolling back in this weekend? No? Goddammit.
Archimedes and I went to the Hogle Zoo and really got to see nature in action. I feel like I’m really getting good at photography. Look at the way I managed to capture the motion of this scene. The photograph lends so much reality, that you can almost imagine yourself sitting at the fence with me.
All I can say, is watching an elephant flood a small village, really puts life into perspective.
It seemed to go on for ages. All the little boys at the fence were exclaiming about how awesome this was, while all the little girls were exclaiming about inappropriate the boys were.
We’ve been remodeling our house for two years now, and it’s really starting to come together. While I was working on a wall I discovered an old chimney shaft that was for a wood burning stove. The chimney was up on stilts, and Sara begged me to build a sculpture cubby in between the stilts. In the photo, you can see the cubby roughed in next to the brick wall.
After completing the cubby, we’ve had all sorts of debates about what would best fill in the space. Well, I just found the thing:
Right, so, Maria; bless her heart, has pointed out to me, that telling everyone that I got a camera, then writng nothing about it is rude.
So, I got an Olympus FE-340 (pictured below)
I bought it at Office Depot. Office Depot Charges more than anyone else for this camera, so that when they put it on sale you feel like you’re saving even more money that you really are.
I paid $99 buckaroonies for it.
I really like it, because it’s red.
Red is Sara’s favorite color, which makes this camera extra awesome. Awewsome, because it’s mine and not Sara’s.
A little while back, I surprised Sara when a bought her a Sony Camera. She loved her camera very much, but her camera is not red, it’s silver.
Silver is the color of the backs of male Gorillas, red it the color of fun.
In other words, I am now a superior and massively awesome person. While Sara is simply a Silver Back Gorilla. All she does is eat leaves and berries all day, lame.
To add icing to the cake, I also got this slick red camera bag. It’s a spectrum 10 by Lowrepro.
Sara’s been so jealous, that she has to cry herself to sleep every single nap, and that makes me so happy.
I was like “don’t worry baby, your camera is better, sure whatever.”
Hey Everybody! I got me a new camera. Now I’m going to be taking all kinds of pictures. I’d take a picture of my camera, but then it would be all reversed in a mirror or some such.
In the end I took a picture of myself.
Hello… this is me. Age 25.
Anywho, I’ve written this survey about me and my wife.
Last night I was biting my wife’s head off about this that and the other some such pointless nonsense.
I realized I was being a di*k and I blamed my behavior on the fact that I’ve been sick.
What the F? Seriously, it’s not her fault I’m sick.
I stayed up late night after night. I went out to the bar with my friend, even when I knew a might get sick, thus creating a self fulfilling prophecy. This sickness is entirely my fault.
I was reflecting in self pity when I came across this video, and decided to stop licking my sickness wounds.
It’s about a guy with no arms and legs who gives inspirational speeches. I realized that I’ve got it pretty good, and if I look at it optimistically, I can fill a 32 oz water bottle halfway with hot snot. Hurray for me!
For those of you who haven’t seen videos by Improv Everywhere, you must watch this video. You’ll be peeing your pants, it’s that funny! Hell, they probably have a video about you peeing your pants. Watch this video, watch their other video’s, they will all have you picking your guts up off the floor. I’d write more, but I have a mess to clean up.
The look of indignity. You’d think Archimedes was upset when we gave him the cookie beater.
Archimedes is getting ready for his first rave. This is him posing in his little outfit.
Most parent wake their kids up to a steaming hot bowl of oatmeal, or a nice bowl of Cocoa Puffs; not me though. Only the best for my boy.
First off, I just want to apologize to everyone about the poor weather.
Few days are as exciting as these.
I bought it at 
Sara’s been so jealous, that she has to cry herself to sleep every single nap, and that makes me so happy.
Hey Everybody! I got me a new camera. Now I’m going to be taking all kinds of pictures. I’d take a picture of my camera, but then it would be all reversed in a mirror or some such.
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