16 December 2007
JB quote of the week
"I love actual hamburgers, but something about mini hamburgers grosses me out, I mean, under pain of death I could eat them. I don't know what it is."
08 December 2007
JB quote(s) of the week
"I'm familiar with a lot of types of beer, and surprisingly familiar with a lot of types of fish. Maybe more types of fish than beer."
"First we have the animal kingdom, that's a real thing, right? Then, we have the spirit world, then the living sea. And there's outer space of course... Why is it the animal kingdom? It should be the animal empire, or the animal fiefdom."
"First we have the animal kingdom, that's a real thing, right? Then, we have the spirit world, then the living sea. And there's outer space of course... Why is it the animal kingdom? It should be the animal empire, or the animal fiefdom."
04 December 2007
Two things
1. The exact difference between Josh and I:
The other day Josh and I were watching a movie I keep getting from netflix, called "Elling." It is probably one of my favorites. As is fairly normal, we start watching something around 10pm and stop half way thru, because Josh needs to go to bed.
A few days later, Sunday morning, I asked if he wanted to finish watching it. I wanted to send it back on monday, I said, "What's the point of netflix if you don't watch as many movies as possible during a month?"
Josh said: "That's the reason I like netflix, because I can keep a movie as long as I want."
And that is the exact difference between Josh and I. So far I think his record is keeping a movie for the entire summer, then finally sending it back, never having watched it.
2. Investing for retirement:
This evening Josh crossed off one of the things his mother had been asking him to do for a long time: He filled out the necessary on-line forms to start up his 401k.
My favorite part was when he repeatedly called me into his room to ask me how much of his paycheck he should allot for his 401k, what percentage he should invest in stocks or bonds, how to divide it between these yet-to-be-chosen stocks and bonds. Things like that.
I wouldn't even ask myself those questions.
The other day Josh and I were watching a movie I keep getting from netflix, called "Elling." It is probably one of my favorites. As is fairly normal, we start watching something around 10pm and stop half way thru, because Josh needs to go to bed.
A few days later, Sunday morning, I asked if he wanted to finish watching it. I wanted to send it back on monday, I said, "What's the point of netflix if you don't watch as many movies as possible during a month?"
Josh said: "That's the reason I like netflix, because I can keep a movie as long as I want."
And that is the exact difference between Josh and I. So far I think his record is keeping a movie for the entire summer, then finally sending it back, never having watched it.
2. Investing for retirement:
This evening Josh crossed off one of the things his mother had been asking him to do for a long time: He filled out the necessary on-line forms to start up his 401k.
My favorite part was when he repeatedly called me into his room to ask me how much of his paycheck he should allot for his 401k, what percentage he should invest in stocks or bonds, how to divide it between these yet-to-be-chosen stocks and bonds. Things like that.
I wouldn't even ask myself those questions.
23 November 2007
19 November 2007
JB quote of the week
"I hate taking a shower when I have music playing because I don't want to miss any songs."
15 November 2007
10 November 2007
Growing Arms
I've been listening to a lot of Deerhunter, lately.
The other day Josh and I are hanging out in our kitchen, you know, cooking hotdogs in the toster oven. Nothing out of the ordinary. I mention that I saw some pictures of Bradford Cox, singer for Deerhunter...
Actually, let me back up...
About a week before this, Josh and I were walking down Tasker. Josh kept looking down at his arms, holding his arms out in front of him, bending and turning his arms. This went on for a minute, then he asked: "I think my arms are longer, do they look longer to you?" Obviously I started laughing, because I knew Josh was truly worried that his arms were actually elongating at such a rate that they would look normal one moment, then the next, too long.
Back to Deerhunter...
I said I saw pictures of the singer and that he was super skinny and lanky. I also mentioned that I found out this was because he has Marfan Syndrome, which causes disproportionately long limbs and fingers and a tall stature.
At this point Josh froze, remembering the I-think-my-arms-are-longer episode, and with a panicked look said, "Oh my God, what if I have that?"
I assured him he didn't.
The other day Josh and I are hanging out in our kitchen, you know, cooking hotdogs in the toster oven. Nothing out of the ordinary. I mention that I saw some pictures of Bradford Cox, singer for Deerhunter...
Actually, let me back up...
About a week before this, Josh and I were walking down Tasker. Josh kept looking down at his arms, holding his arms out in front of him, bending and turning his arms. This went on for a minute, then he asked: "I think my arms are longer, do they look longer to you?" Obviously I started laughing, because I knew Josh was truly worried that his arms were actually elongating at such a rate that they would look normal one moment, then the next, too long.
Back to Deerhunter...
I said I saw pictures of the singer and that he was super skinny and lanky. I also mentioned that I found out this was because he has Marfan Syndrome, which causes disproportionately long limbs and fingers and a tall stature.
At this point Josh froze, remembering the I-think-my-arms-are-longer episode, and with a panicked look said, "Oh my God, what if I have that?"
I assured him he didn't.
31 October 2007
24 October 2007
See what I have to live with?
Tonight Kristen A. came over. She, Josh and I went for Vietnamese food up at 11th & Washington. Kristen loves Vietnam more than America...
Josh and I have this thing we each say, always sardonic, with an indolent roll of the eyes, to any third person who happens to be around: "See what I have to live with?" Usually when one of us says or does something the other interprets as vaguely ridiculous.
Example #1 and #2:
Kristen and I were sitting in the kitchen and I was talking fanatically about a book on anomalous natural phenomena I had just gotten from The Sourcebook Project. (This type of thing, this fascination I have is a derivative of living for 23 years with my father. I seem to have inherited his proclivities toward conspiracy and revisionism.) Josh gets home from work and goes to change his clothes. He comes out of his room holding a shirt and asks me, ruefully, "do you think i should wear this? I don't know if I should wear this shirt."
I turn to Kristen who has 5/8th of a smirk across her face, and say, "see what I have to live with?"
We walk to Viet Huong and are seated by a chubby Vietnamese fellow who bows grinningly as he hands us our menus. Someone says something about coconuts. I offer a bit of trivia to Kristen I had recently read in a book, about some form of crab, on islands in the south pacific, that can actually crack open coconuts. (There is some basis for me mentioning this arcane bit of trumpery. Mostly because I had recently borrowed to Kristen the book in mention: "The Island of the Colorblind.") Immediately Josh says, "see what I have to live with!" Now, Josh has heard me tell this anecdote a couple times before, but that isn't what he's concerned with. I say, "what? I think that's pretty interesting," then mostly joking: "you should be lucky, it's like you have an encyclopedia living with you." Josh turns to Kristen, "see what I have to live with, I have to live with the most annoying encyclopedia ever."
Josh and I have this thing we each say, always sardonic, with an indolent roll of the eyes, to any third person who happens to be around: "See what I have to live with?" Usually when one of us says or does something the other interprets as vaguely ridiculous.
Example #1 and #2:
Kristen and I were sitting in the kitchen and I was talking fanatically about a book on anomalous natural phenomena I had just gotten from The Sourcebook Project. (This type of thing, this fascination I have is a derivative of living for 23 years with my father. I seem to have inherited his proclivities toward conspiracy and revisionism.) Josh gets home from work and goes to change his clothes. He comes out of his room holding a shirt and asks me, ruefully, "do you think i should wear this? I don't know if I should wear this shirt."
I turn to Kristen who has 5/8th of a smirk across her face, and say, "see what I have to live with?"
We walk to Viet Huong and are seated by a chubby Vietnamese fellow who bows grinningly as he hands us our menus. Someone says something about coconuts. I offer a bit of trivia to Kristen I had recently read in a book, about some form of crab, on islands in the south pacific, that can actually crack open coconuts. (There is some basis for me mentioning this arcane bit of trumpery. Mostly because I had recently borrowed to Kristen the book in mention: "The Island of the Colorblind.") Immediately Josh says, "see what I have to live with!" Now, Josh has heard me tell this anecdote a couple times before, but that isn't what he's concerned with. I say, "what? I think that's pretty interesting," then mostly joking: "you should be lucky, it's like you have an encyclopedia living with you." Josh turns to Kristen, "see what I have to live with, I have to live with the most annoying encyclopedia ever."
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