Friday to Friday
I realize that we’ve gone a full week without an update. I personally find reading bloggers blogging about why they haven’t been blogging on their blogs to be emblematic of what’s wrong with blogs, and I am also confident that would-be readers can certainly survive a week without detailed polyester underwear tag analysis and that they, by which I mean you, aren’t interested in the underlying reasons for the lack of same over a seven day period. Still, one of the ostensible functions of this project entails the drudgery heady challenge of simply recording life here for our own god damned reference and I don’t want some future us to attempt to invoke the archival nature of this site only to be left scratching our heads and wondering, ‘what the hell was keeping us so busy in that particular October? Is that when the Great Internet Drought of ought-six set in?’ So in the interest of preventing that kind of futuristic bafflement, a short bullet list of what was so frickin’ important over the last seven sunspans:
- Lots of quality time with the boy, building Lego
® robots, headbutting, gazing at the waxing gibbous moon, &c.- Sinus drainage, not that you asked.
- Doctor visit unrelated to above but featuring a crystal-clear ultrasound glimpse of the next little bastard’s actual teeny crank, leaving no doubt as to at least one of the sexes of the next baby. Interesting conversation afterwards about how it made us feel (me: over-endowed).
- A long, lazy Saturday during which we did not buy a boy-bed to replace the crib but tried hard, shopped for beef and fatty cheeses, filled the car with squashes and pumpkins, got caught in the rain, and managed to attempt and even enjoy a meal out.
- Reading this thing called a ‘book’. I’d been hearing good things about them for ages. This one’s about how to use emmer wheat as a tool for world domination.
- Wine. Goes well with almost everything.
- The final installment of “Arrested Development” reaches Slovenia on DVD; “The [American version of the] Office” returns for third series via the miracle of the internet, which so far has not dried up entirely, though it could at any moment so don’t get too comfortable.
- An actual invitation to leave our home and consume a meal at someone else’s house. This may have happened once before when I was in college, but I can’t remember for sure. In this case it was Andrej showing off his new place with herb garden.
- Work being busy enough to leave you drained at the end of the day, in that sort of good way, but also kind of pissed off and jaded come to think of it, in that most certainly bad way. Oh. That’s right. I don’t write about work.
- Haircuts all around! Magda’s first since Adam was christened in Germany, mine per monthly S.O.P., Adam’s kicking and screaming and leaving him looking deloused.
This list just hits the high points. Things get busy, you lose track of time, and before you know it the cat’s in the cradle and the… There will probably be something more substantial about robots here before too long.
Man. What a disappointment. To wit, I was actually hoping that when I scrolled over “the cat’s in the cradle…” it was going to say “…and the pork is in the pan.”
Comment by jdog — Friday 6 October 06 @ 09.20 MDT+2.00
Your nephew is officially my new hero.
Comment by Michael M. — Friday 6 October 06 @ 09.30 MDT+2.00
jdog: had I thought of that, you can bet your clove-studded holiday ham I would’ve used it. I haven’t had that flapping owl in mind for quite a while. It’s so Isle of Wight.
Michael: I was a little baffled by your comment until I began running the various nephews through my head (there are at least four of the little monkeys scattered around the globe) and I settled on the Metallica-shirt-at-German-christening nephew. He’s one of a kind!
Comment by sgazzetti — Friday 6 October 06 @ 11.47 MDT+2.00
Don’t you know that there’s a host of post-modern literary critics who specialize in e-textuality who are building promising careers based on research devoted to an analysis of bloggers blogging about why they haven’t been blogging? Surely you wouldn’t want to deprive them of material?
Funny, this topic has come up at many of my favorite blogs in the last week or so (yes, Isoglossia is a favorite–go ahead, blush). They’re either explaining why they haven’t had time to blog lately or they are preparing their readers for the prospect in advance. The excuses vary: heavy mortgages (billmon), political activism (left i on the news), too busy IM-ing hot young studs (Mark Foley)…I think building Lego robots ranks right up there with the best of them. And I’ll be very curious to see what kind of typology the e-text literary scholars produce once they’ve analyzed all the data.
Comment by Jean — Friday 6 October 06 @ 13.58 MDT+2.00
In other words, life intervened and completely trumped the blogging?
FOR SHAME.
Comment by Jagosaurus — Friday 6 October 06 @ 14.02 MDT+2.00
And thanks for this terrific time-waster.
Comment by Jagosaurus — Friday 6 October 06 @ 14.33 MDT+2.00
I like to dose my emmer wheat with a dash of anthrax and brucellosis.
It keeps the native population down to a manageable level.
Comment by Sarcastro — Friday 6 October 06 @ 15.07 MDT+2.00
It’s good to hear that Andrej is no longer holding up Italy’s demarcation marker on top of that mountain and that he’s been able to descend from the mountaintop. As to future non-postings, invented scenarios, political uprisings in the Notranjsko-kraška region (imagined or not), wine wars could all serve as topics that your considerable wit and restrained verbal concocting could play with.
We are here.
We will read.
Comment by Darko — Friday 6 October 06 @ 15.26 MDT+2.00
In our house, shopping for beef and fatty cheeses is very important work, indeed.
Comment by sweatpantsmom — Tuesday 10 October 06 @ 09.34 MDT+2.00