Monday, August 10, 2009

Peanutbutter is sticky bitch!

THE CAP'S BELOW ARE JUST SIGNIFYING ME TALKING NOT YELLING

My seven year-old was singing something as I walked past him in the hallway ...
"blah blah (pause) bitch! (humming a tune, pause) bitch!"
WHAT ARE YOU SINGING?
"(humming a tune, pause) bitch!"
WHO SINGS THAT
the beastie boys, you know that song, the music stops and they say bitch
OKAY THAT'S A BAD WORD, MUCH LIKE DAMN AND DAMNED YOU CAN SAY IT AND IT IS NOT A BAD WORD, BUT MOST OF THE TIME YOU SAY IT, IT IS A BAD WORD. THE OKAY USAGE /MEANING OF BITCH IS A FEMALE DOG, SO UNLESS YOU ARE GROWN UP AND BREEDING DOGS, WHICH MEANS PUTTING BOY AND GIRL DOGS TOGETHER TO MAKE BABY DOGS, I DO NOT EXPECT TO HEAR YOU SAYING THAT WORD EVER AGAIN
looking scared and tearing up:
I didn't know, it's in the song ...
I KNOW BUDDY DON'T WORRY ABOUT IT, IT IS MY FAULT, I DID NOT REALIZE THAT THERE WAS A CURSE WORD THAT WAS SO CLEAR ON THAT SONG WHEN I PUT IT ON YOUR MP3 PLAYER, DO NOT WORRY ABOUT IT, YOU ARE NOT IN TROUBLE, I AM NOT MAD, JUST DO NOT SAY IT AGAIN, OKAY.

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On a lighter note, it is super cute when my four year-old acts like a four year-old and not a four year-old trying to copy his seven year-old brother, in moment of little kidness he stated today, "Dad, peanut butter is sticky,"
YEAH
"Yeah sticky in your mouth."

He knew it was sticky on your hands, but surprised that it unlike most sticky foods it stayed sticky inside his mouth.
I know this is not that funny, but hearing him state the obvious, experiencing the moment when a universal if trivial truth manifested itself to him was super cute at the time.

Friday, August 07, 2009

Dying VCR Tapes and the Psychological Weight of Our Possessions

My seven-year-old just pulled out some old home made SpongeBob videos and they are dying. I'm really bummed, not just because we'll be loosing about 30 episodes of that great cartoon but it's making me wonder about how I am storing my old VHS tapes. I thought I had chosen a safe spot for them in the basement, but I wonder if our dehumidifier is drying them out. I have tons of old videos like the Live Aid concert and other music videos from Mtv's heyday, plus lots of movies and other things from the last 25 years that I want to hold on to, without spending half my life converting them all into a digital format.

I am more worried about my audio cassettes, all of the mixes I have made, punk and rap radio shows I taped in High School, plus the 4 track recordings of my own music, it is like I need a giant frickin' walk in freezer to preserve all of my archives. Everyday it seems as if life adds another small worry to my consciousness, thanks life, it all just reaffirms that we are better off not being tied to any of our possessions.