The news over here is the Mark and Jen had their baby. A healthy boy named Henry Jason arrived Saturday around noon. He is very cute. It was a long and arduous labor, but that part is over. Onto the life-long labor. A labor of love, of course.
On the birth-day, Isabel arrived from Belize at 3:30 in the morning, after a delayed flight. We woke up assuming the baby would have been born, Jen having gone into labor noonish the previous day. So I called my parents and they told us the baby had not been born. Jen had been asked Isa to be on hand for the birth, so we went up to see if we could help. By the time we got there, the baby had been born, and all we could do was offer congratulations and ogle the baby, which we gladly did. I got some juice for Jen while Isabel watched the baby get some shots, and cast its baby-spell on her, of course. We must have babies immediately. I have a feeling that sentiment would be somewhat tempered had we arrived a several hours earlier.
Anyway, what’s the latest? How was the big shindig in Wisconsin? I must be there next time. What’s the news on the Andy/Laura front? Congrats to Andy! Never would have thought they’d pay you to do that shit. There’s no margin in world peace. Is Dwyer truly going to Arizona? Inquiring minds want to know.
As for me, I’m moving to Massachusetts tomorrow. Then moving back later in the day.
April 25, 2007 at 1:30 pm
Congratulations to the new parents! Is the name Henry going to get all popular now because Laura and I always liked that one.
Last weekend was awesome. I’m still recovering. (Yeah, my party stamina has deteriorated–the best way to get in shape is to stay in shape they say). Jason is trying to make up for time spent in labs instead of in bars during our time in Happy Vally. We had a big group of people (it felt like a wedding get-together) and perfect weather. You totally missed out.
Our news is that we’re going to DC in the Fall. I’m entering the MS in Foreign Service program at Georgetown. They’re not paying me to study there though–rather the contrary. Then we’ll be going to London so Laura can get a PhD at the Prince’s School of Traditional Arts while I work (presumably as Ambassador).
Laura is putting out her shingle as a Tamasheq artisan (inhadin.com). Pretty exciting times over here.
April 25, 2007 at 7:48 pm
Congrats! Sounds great, Andy and Laura.
And whoops, misread Andy’s D-land entry into imagining that they were paying you, rather than charging exhorbitant sums. I guess the world is working just as backwards as it always has…
April 27, 2007 at 5:38 pm
Fifteen birds in five fir trees,
their feathers were fanned in a fiery breeze!
But, funny little birds, they had no wings!
O what shall we do with the funny little things?
April 27, 2007 at 5:51 pm
A dragon, a dragon
I swear I saw a dragon
His tail lashing, he’ll be
smashing every shop in town
With scaly feet he’ll crack the street
and tear the steeple down
It’s not some loony dream
I heard a scream from Sheriff Brown
It’s true, it’s true
Oh, what are we to do
– It’s true, it’s true
– Old Lampie’s in a stew
A dragon, a dragon
I swear there was a dragon
You’re off your hinges
All those binges put you in a haze
You crazy fools
It’s all your doggone fault
he’s in a daze
Let go of me, let go of me
and mend your wicked ways
What makes you think there
ever was, there never was
There never, never, ever was
a dragon.
April 30, 2007 at 4:38 pm
The sequel to Henry Fool comes out this summer. It stars Parker Posey. I forget what it’s called.
Can I ask a question of the ether? Is genuine change possible? Do you know anyone who’s changed?
May 1, 2007 at 12:58 pm
Could you please rephrase your question in the form of a short play?
May 1, 2007 at 3:26 pm
But of course.
The characters are Leroy and Headwound. The setting is a church basement. Leroy is reading Playboy. Headwound enters.
Leroy – (looking up) Oh, I … I mean, uh…
Headwound – I knew it. You’ll never change.
Leroy – But I have changed! A lot! My hair used to be long, and now it’s short!
Headwound shakes his head and exits.
The End.
May 1, 2007 at 5:34 pm
There ya go. We change to the extent that we cut our hair, get pregnant, go mad, get born again, learn new dance steps or die.
The Sage understands this. Obviously you have not Attained.
Go Attain already…
May 1, 2007 at 5:58 pm
Death is a change, you’re right, but not one we can appreciate. I don’t know that I believe in any of the other changes you listed. They’re like saying the tv changed when you switch channels. It’s still a tv, with the same physical dimensions and the same picture quality.
I take back a few of my scathing indictments of poetry. I like this poem:
Edna St. Vincent Millay
Conscientious Objector (1931)
I shall die, but
that is all that I shall do for Death.
I hear him leading his horse out of the stall;
I hear the clatter on the barn-floor.
He is in haste; he has business in Cuba,
business in the Balkans, many calls to make this morning.
But I will not hold the bridle
while he clinches the girth.
And he may mount by himself:
I will not give him a leg up.
Though he flick my shoulders with his whip,
I will not tell him which way the fox ran.
With his hoof on my breast, I will not tell him where
the black boy hides in the swamp.
I shall die, but that is all that I shall do for Death;
I am not on his pay-roll.
I will not tell him the whereabouts of my friends
nor of my enemies either.
Though he promise me much,
I will not map him the route to any man’s door.
Am I a spy in the land of the living,
that I should deliver men to Death?
Brother, the password and the plans of our city
are safe with me; never through me Shall you be overcome.
May 4, 2007 at 12:35 am
1. oldgreedy: write something NEW!
2. laura’s bags are so rad!
May 7, 2007 at 4:43 pm
Dave, I’m going through withdrawal over here! I need my dose of oldgreedy… Please! I think I’m starting to get the shakes…
May 7, 2007 at 5:38 pm
It’s the new Dave. Boss Dave. He’s too angry to waste time here. He needs a scotch. Bahh!
May 7, 2007 at 8:17 pm
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