Interview with a One-Year-Old

Just in case you haven't seen this yet:

The Shins' "Those to Come"

"Those To Come"

Eyeless in the morning sun you were
Pale and mild, a modern girl
Taken with thought, still prone to care
Makin tea in your underwear
You went out in the yard to find

Something to eat and clear your mind
Something bad inside me went away

Quaking leaves and broken light
Shifting skin the coming night
The bearers of all good things arrive
Climb inside us, twist and cry
A kiss on your molten eyes

Myriad lives like blades of grass
Yet to be realized, bow as they pass

They are cold,
Still,
Waiting in the ether,
To form,
Feel,
Kill,
Propagate,
Only to die
[x2]

Dissolve
Magically,
Absurdly,
They'll end,
Leave,
Dissipate,
Coldly
And strangely
Return

Who Takes Checks?

I had to write a check this week. A check. Remember those things? I was glad I even found one that I could dust off before trying to remember how to fill it out . . . I thought and hoped that they would soon be extinct when I last wrote one SEVEN YEARS AGO. But of all the places to require a check, a governmental department doesn't really surprise me.

I'm still waiting for Google to take over the government and make it awesome. And that would include banishing checks forever (and the necessity of trips to official offices).

That is all.

Heidi's Happiness Sun

My friend Heidi asked students in her daughter's class what happiness meant to them and then put their answers on the rays seen in the photograph (sorry that you can't really see the kids' answers, this is a phone picture). After hours of painting to get everything to her satisfaction, she brought her artwork to the school and sold it at a school auction. Isn't she talented?

Nephew and Simon Pegg

It was pointed out to me that my nephew looks like Simon Pegg. What do you think?