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31 May

I have moved the blog onto my own server, so expect updates at:

Http://www.vintagebat.com/blog

Thanks so much for reading, and I’ll see you over there!

No, thank you!

13 Feb

Castor is saying more and more (up, down, more, no, horse, fish, etc). My favorite new edition to his vocabulary is “Thank You!”, identifiable more by tone and context then the actual phonics. Here’s hoping that one sticks!

Castor is also expert enough in his climbing that the chairs in our dining room can’t stay at the table. If we forget, he is there in a heartbeat, throwing our food, Moon’s homework, and whatever else he finds to the floor.

Pollux is content with his vocabulary of animal noises. “Moo!” “Baa!” “Hoo!” “Caw!” “Roar!” get us through our day, with lots of time spent on books like “Who says Moo?” and “Dear Zoo”.

Pollux is a great physical mimic; he kicks balls, attempts rolls, and is fascinated when Moon practices her Kung-Fu. It’s been impressive to see what he can accomplish.

And much to her delight, they both say, “Moon!”. They would happily follow her anywhere. If I was ever the subject of such adoration from my younger sibling, I did not deserve it.

Halloween

31 Oct

Much of the content of our new everyday lives is going on Facebook, or just going unreported due to the demands on our time… but this seems to apply nicely to our journey. If nothing else, it’s the first area we’ve found in which our new neighborhood thoroughly trumps our old neighborhood.

All this happens just a block or so up from our house. The police close the street off for several blocks, and the crowds mostly close it off for several more.  Only one house was deemed too scary to go ask for candy.  Double strollers are unfortunately not made for navigating crowds, but as masses of humanity go, this was pretty painless.

In-suite cinema

2 Aug

Ah, the things you do when you’re stuck in a hotel room or friend’s couch/basement for the 60th day, and need to find something to do with the five year old besides arguing about vegetable ingestion…

Shot and edited on one of our new iPhones.  Have to say, I’m not impressed with the App version of iMovie- can’t clip clips, can’t add music without it completely replacing the existing audio track, can’t adjust audio levels, etc etc, but it’s just a phone, so I shouldn’t expect too much.

Today was a bucket of fail for the most part; folks short on sleep and cranky, arguments about food at two instead of the usual one meal per day, several hours at the DMV before they told us they couldn’t process our new plates yet because the system in WA used to confirm VIN numbers is down for some reason, but they’d call (they haven’t).  Tried to pull it out of that with a nap for Mrs. Damn, some quality playtime (if not quality movie-making) with Moon, cooking dinner, cleaning up, reading story, doing laundry, etc, but overall it’s still at best a wash.

Which reminds me- time to go transfer laundry…

Not all who seek are lost

22 Jun

I’m sure whoever invented the “seek” button on car radios was a guy.  One of those increasingly rare things that seems to live up to the gender stereotype breakdown is channel-surfing, and the seek button is a sort of cruise-control meets channel-surfing right there in the dashboard of your car.

Now granted, Mrs. Damn doesn’t tend to listen to radio nearly as much as I do anyway, but I do think there’s something to be said sometimes for just letting the radio cycle through the local offerings a few times.  Occasionally you actually find something you like, but even when you don’t it does give you a sense of place.

On this last leg it was a mix of:

  1. Christian evangelism (spoken and sung)
  2. Hispanic and Spanish-only stations (which may or may not also fit in to category number one, since I don’t speak much Spanish).
  3. Oldies, by various definitions.
  4. Token rock station
  5. Talk radio/news/produce and livestock prices
  6. Lots and lots of country (which may or may not also fit in to category number one)

At least categories 1,3,and 6 tended to focus on pride, loyalty to your small-town roots, cautions against trying to change things, move to the city, or interact too much with outsiders.  As an outsider driving through town (or presumably as an outside-flavored insider listening to number 2) that’s not always the most comforting message to hear, of course… but it’s not at all surprising.  The number of rebel flags we passed (even here, so far from any historical Confederate action), the Glenn Beck playing at the Mickey-D’s where we stopped for lunch, it’s all so classically non-urban.  Gee Toto, I don’t think we’re in Seattle anymore.

Music can set a soundtrack for what you see, and anyone who’s studied cinema at all knows how huge a difference a soundtrack or score can make.  For a more lowbrow demonstration, you can always click this link to Dooku.net. Surprise surprise, it plays music, so you may not want to do so at work.  Press the white button under the screen to change genres.

It seems to me that if part of the goal of this road trip (other than accomplishing the obvious daunting task of moving our family across the country and providing us with somewhere to stay for the months between homes) is to see different parts of the country, then maybe we should take “see” to mean more than that one of the five senses.  Hearing is good too.

Smelling, not always.  Tasting, only occasionally.  Feeling, maybe.  But hearing’s good.

Stunt double- actual stereo is older and does not hold multiple disks. Did I mention I listen to radio more?