"We need to clean! This place is filthy. This house is a mess." The 3 year old is officially tidier than I am.
The Kraken has a second friend! Friend #2! It's a minor miracle, you guys! Okay, actually, he claims he has a friend. I'm still not 100% convinced the other kid knows they're friends, but I'm not about to burst his tiny, socially confused bubble. It's okay goblin. You'll figure out how basic social interactions work eventually. And … Continue reading The Economy Depends on Dinosaurs
When I was a kid, my family went to Hawaii for a vacation. Everyone who knows my family already knows which story is coming. One day, we went for a hike on the Napali Coast, a trail that starts and ends at beaches, because Kauai. Someone somewhere had said it was a great trail for … Continue reading Leave The Boy
"I have a chicken suit! I have a chicken suit because I am practicing and practicing to be an AC-tor!" -the Kraken, out of nowhere
This weekend, I'm going to a samosa party. Tragically, we're making them for charity, not for eating, so I will not get to gorge on fried deliciousness until I explode. But I will learn how to make them for myself, which is pretty exciting/probably bad for my arteries, so it's a net gain. But the … Continue reading Samosas, Friends, and Human Rights
I'm not being sarcastic; I really am grateful for the douchebags, assholes, and scumbags of the world. They're how I wound up here. Let me back up: I've been doing a lot of thinking lately, about all those Frostian roads not taken, and how much worse my life would be now. Sure, of course, I've … Continue reading Thank You For The Douchebags