March 2009

  • The Stinky Masses

    I went to mass today. Dragging oneself out of a cozy Sunday morning spent downing coffee and reading the paper is always difficult, not to mention throwing in getting three recalcitrant kids ready. Not to mention that I have a wonky bladder and wonkier knees that make church-going arduous at best. I was feeling quite…

  • Day o’ the Leprechaun

    I was proud of Ethan for inspiring their imaginations. Just last week, the teacher and I had been helping kids with their reading. Some struggle a lot. We talked about how some of them simply lack imaginations, and how I saw it in the private school Ethan was at last year, which had mostly upper-income…

  • Eh? Sonny? Speak up.

    The older I get, the older I get. This is mostly most apparent to me when I try to figure out how to do something on la computadora. Right now, I’m attempting to put a “FEEDJIT” thingie on here…it says “Paste into sidebar on your blog.” I don’t see no sidebar. Where’s there a sidebar?…

  • When Things Could Be Even Worse

    The beginning of 2009 started auspiciously.  Cadillac had gotten a new job, running the LA office of a NY broker-dealer that was set to open.  Finally, we thought, finally the last 8 years or so of hard, underpaid work was going to pay off.  Yay! The firm’s main investment product was going to be this…

  • The Fuschia Hummingbird

    Cadillac and I walked around Lake Murray the other day, me having the “idea” that I would “run.”  The sad part is that my running=Cadillac’s walking. The lake is a large natural man-made lake.  By large, I don’t mean Great Lakes large; I mean it’s large for San Diego, which means in other regions it…

  • Oh, Dear

    Eldest daughter was sick on Weds, if you count being sick as having a runny nose and crawling around on the floor playing imaginary Harry Potter games with the stuffed animals.  Today Son stayed home, though he wanted to go to school; he’s coughing but in general good spirits, watching a GODZILLA DVD over and…