Sometimes I feel like a carnival barker when I post pictures and videos about my kid. I mean, how irritating must it be to everyone else besides my family? And let’s face it – nearly every parent thinks their kid rocks. It’s genetically engrained in us so we don’t, you know, eat our young or sacrifice them to the minotaur or whatever. It’s kind of like how no parent of a six-month old can accurately explain what it’s like to be the parent of a newborn. It’s only been half a year, but nature has a way of fuzzing it all out so that you won’t convince yourself or others around you NEVER TO PROCREATE AGAIN. And I say that as the mother of a kid who was really pretty easy at that age (I think. But really, given what I just said, can you trust me?) Continue reading
Today was supposed to be the beginning of the NBA season. But since not a single one of you is watching a professional basketball game, I’m guessing that you already know that there isn’t a whole lot of basketball going on right now.
So in the absence of anything resembling court-side action, I leave you with this classic from 1987. You think the Super Bowl Shuffle was great? You ain’t seen nothin’ yet.