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May 24, 2007
Rhode Island living
It's official! I am the worst blogger ever. I don't even know at what point the content falls off my blog but I do know that it's happened twice. At that point, the Internet should send a representative to my house and strip me of all of my blogging rights and responsibilities. I mean, gawd.
Here's what I have for you: a pocket full of ether! A fistful of dust! Since I got my awesome new camera for Christmas, I've been meaning to take a series of photos entitled "Rhode Island living" but haven't gotten around to it. I guess having a baby and launching a company will do that to a person. On the list: signs for "hot weiners" everywhere (I know, but funny!); a giant Mr.Potato Head painted with Dunkin' Donuts (a two-fer!); king-sized man holding a soft serve cone aloft at our second-favorite soft serve place (circa 1954); downtown street signs everywhere that say "Parking for Italian Consulate only" (as if!) (By the way, consulate is an anagram for "a cone slut". Coincidence?) That about sums it up here folks.
I am taking a photograph class in a couple weeks so I can learn what all them fancy buttons on the camera are for. I also joined the Audobon Society book club, where I get to sit in a room full of Brown professors, former biology teachers and smart-o scientists and say things like "I love nature! But I also love technology!" and have the whole room stare sadly at my styrofoam Dunkin' Donuts coffee cup.
It's Miss Missy's three-month birthday today. I'm celebrating by kicking her off the boob and out of the family bed. Three months, sister. Time to learn it's not all breast milk and snuggling out there. As my friend replied when asked why he had not purchased a wipe warmer for his newborn daughter, no one is going to wipe your ass with a hot cloth for you when you get older: she may as well learn that now.
I'm a little cynical at the moment. Living in a town where people drive cars big enough to house small families when the world is going down in flames will do that to a person.
Posted by Max at May 24, 2007 10:05 PM