Sketckbook #1

Well, The DSl I thought was hooked up last week is not working, so I have no pics of Llamas or children or real estate for you. Sorry about that. But if you click on this pic, you can see some of the doodles from my sketchbook. I scanned them while my supervisor went to the bathroom. I hope to show you more, and it may become a regular thing.

The move and busy time at work and no DSL means that I have been negligent in my blogging duties, and thanks to those who have stuck with me.

This week, Jen went out of town to KC for work. That left me with the boy for two days. I did just fine, as did Jack, so stop worrying. His needs are simple: Food and human contact. Both of these things I can provide.

I also learned this week that our parking lot is where kids from the high school next door park when they plan on ditching classes. Ahh.. memories.

Llamas!

I knew moving to rural Oklahoma was going to be a bit of a change from the hustle and bustle of a big city, but come on, llamas? There is a little herd of them a few blocks from my house. Makes me wanna watch Emperor's New Groove again.

The llama is a quadruped.

It lives in the big rivers like the Amazon. It has two ears, a heart, a forehead, and a beak for eating honey. But it is provided with fins for swimming.

Llamas are larger than frogs.

Llamas are dangerous, so if you see one where people are swimming, you shout...

Look out, there are llamas!

Moved!

We have now made the big move. The weekend was spent packing up a giant truck with what was left of our belongings, after the great purge of 2005. We then put everything into a house almost twice the size of the old one, or any of the previous ones for that matter. It looks so sparse, I couldn't believe it. We have spent so long in such small spaces that we are unaccustomed to having so much room to move. I walked the entire length of our old house last night to get a towel.

I'm not storing anything for you, so don't ask.

Hectic Planet

So this is the new house. We close on thursday and move on saturday. It is bigger and nicer than anywhere I have ever live in my whole life. On some subconcious level I don't feel I deserve something this nice just because I've never had anything this nice before. I am really excited, though. It is big enough and affordable enough that I think we could stay here for the next 30 years or so.
BTW, anyone interested in helping me move, can call at any time

Packing Packing Packing

We move to Stillwater in one week. We are packing all of our stuff for the fifth time in our relationship. Jack doesn't know any better, sso he doesn't care. Today we filled our living room with boxes, and while I'm out getting burgers, some realtor calls and wants to show the house. We are both sweaty, and icky and our house is a pile of half packed shambles and knick-knacks. We had an hour to make it presentable and get the fuck out of there. Some how we did it, and went straight to somewhere where we could get a beer. Delicious, wonderful Newcastle.

We have yet to hear back from the realtor.

Canine Crazy

Animals are strange things. After the initial weirdness and uncertainty displayed by our pets about the new wee one in our midst, they have now accepted him as part of the tribe, Ewok style, and will fight any Imperial force to protect him. This weekend, while getting the A/C serviced, Sadie went nuts, and sat next to Jack and growled and barked and carried on until the obviously evil man went away. Had she the time to craft a rudementary hang-glider so she could drop rocks on him, she would have, as I have seen the plans in her kennel. Later, as pictured, Maggie curled up next to him to keep him warm, as the onesie was obviously not getting the job done in the September afternoon heat. Sadie and Maggie make regular checks on him when he is in the other room and usually react quicker than we do when he starts to fidget in the middle of the night. (by we, I mean me. Jen has developed sonar)

The cat does not, nor will she ever, give a shit.

Bottom 10

#9 - When the scene in the trailer is not in the film

I don't know how long this has been going on, if it is a common practice from way back or what, but I hate it. Sometimes it is a really cool action scene, like the bouncing tire from Twister or entire scenes, like "when to count the anniversary" in Guess Who. I realize that both are completely horrible movies, even more so because of this. Sometimes it is forgivable, as with the Spiderman trailer that featured a giant web catching a helicopter between the WTC towers, and a similar one for Men in Black II. Both those were changed after 9/11. Other than that, if the scene isn't in the movie, don't get me all excited, and then not put it in there.