The Blues

Here he is! He's bummed because he has to go wash it out.

Crazy Hair Day

I just spent ten minutes spiking my son's hair blue for "Crazy Hair Day". I know it's real; I saw the note. But still, I'm dreading the call: "Ma'am, your son has blue hair. We didn't mean that crazy."

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Mashup I am not going to make: "At This Moment" and "Crazy Train"

Lessen

Here's one: The very moment you get a little comfortable with the fact that you're a little weird, you get a little less weird.

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Mashup I am not going to make: "The Sweet Escape" and "Garnier Fructis"

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Superpower of Marginal Utility: Getting good ideas about what else to buy at the grocery store, while you're in the aisle.

Plane

Today's my husband's birthday! Here's a short video of him flying his plane:

Music Test

Here is a really cool test for musical pitch perception. It's really difficult and kind of time-consuming, once everyone takes it.

Z got 76, I got 83 and my little one, E, who I should mention is not so little anymore, since he's huge and he's ten now, blew us away with an 86. Neat, I'll have to get him back to lessons. Z is our rhythm guy. Unbelievable but true, he would kick in time to my heartbeat before he was born. Cool.

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Mashup I am not going to make: "MMM Bop" and "Mambo #5"

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This song reminds me: Every time I hear the song, "It's Raining Men", it reminds me of the Thanksgiving episode of WKRP.

Fluff Head

"If you fill your head with junk, your head will be full of junk."

Had to get away to my retreat because my husband wanted to watch "The War" on PBS and that stuff gets to me. Violence, pain and despair and there's nothing I can do but have nightmares. When I get upset I want to fix it, do something. (I like my news in print because there are fewer explosions (!) and usually a little hope.) It's so pathetic, I even like scary movies that aren't really scary, like "Skeleton Key."

In the late 70's, supernatural was the craze. e.s.p., ufos, horoscopes, in search of... all over the place. It's hard not to believe what you hear when you're a little kid. I wasted so much time on that garbage, all the way into my teens. I wish I'd realized when I was drawing up charts that I just liked math and studied math. What a waste of afterschool hours. And the thought still pops up sometimes, when the phone doesn't work and the car doesn't start and the computer won't boot up: Gee, I wonder if Mercury's in retrograde? Ugh.

I did straighten out, studying science and skepticism and philosophy and literature. When I got married I had almost 900 books. I finally pared it down to... less!

If you learn Tengwar script, Arabic will evoke Tengwar. And if we watch the ghost movie, the plumbing will sound scary.

I'm just trying to raise the kids up to be smart, with skills, and common sense about money and compassion in life...

Becoming christian is important to me. So why when I hear Jesus loves me do I inwardly ask, why? How can that be true??

One day last summer we were going out to lunch, (we eat cheap, my kids eat off the kids menu and I take most of mine home for the homebody husband) and we decided to go somewhere my kids had previously said they didn't like but today it sounded good. We were parking and my little one said, "Listen, I know that voice." Next door to the restaurant was a bike shop and the voice was a lady who was getting bikes ready to go on a mission to Laos. We went up and said hi and found out it would take 3 hours to repair the bike and she had packing to do and no ride home. So we gave her a ride home since we were there.

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Superpower of Marginal Utility: (Heard about this in a car ad tonight.) real Time Travel updates!

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Mashup I am not going to make: "Into the Mystic" and "Mr. Jones"

You Are Here

Every once in a while I like to pose this question to my boys: "One third of accidents take place within a mile of home. Why?"

And my big one says "Because you're running late and you're in a hurry." And my little one says "Because you have to pee."

Good answers. But the one I was looking for is: "Every journey begins and ends at home."

And I meant to say that the fact is just an example of probabilities. That's just the statistics of being in a certain place a lot. And it turns out the article I got the fact from doesn't mention that conclusion (which I find strange for a company with actual actuaries on staff). They say it's because home is where you let down your guard.

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Mashup I am not going to make: "Morning Train" and "Ruby Tuesday"

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Touche Cliche: You can't go home again if you're too scared to tell them you wrecked the car.