Vulgarity: the opiate of the asses

See what I did there?

So after clicking through the link on my post about blocks to make sure it actually worked (yes, I proofreed my posts) I was reminded of a basic fact of humanity in general, and the interwebs specifically: If you give bored people free rein to express themselves they almost invariably degenerate to vulgarities.

As I was playing around with the letters and enjoying the apparent emptiness of the site, I started arranging the letters into a crossword, seeing how many of them I could use up before someone arrived and started moving them. I was doing pretty well (having managed to use both 'velociraptor' and 'quixotic') when someone showed up and started stealing my letters to make swear words, at which point I left to finish the post.

I must say that I admire the Bard in his ability to throw around some of the dirtiest lines penned in the English language, while still making them original and clever. See, boys, Shakespeare wasn't all about kissing and stuff. Willy FTW.

And now for something completely different...

a few palindromes:

1. Beware: VOMIT. I'm over a web.
2. Wet raft fart. Ew!
3. Di bares a cheek in nike, eh? Case: rabid.
4. No snot on son!
5. No swaddle held Dawson.
6. "Revolt!" "Never!" "Event lover!"
7. Sage vote decide it's a win. I was tied. I cede to Vegas.
8. Stab! Mow! Repel leper wombats!
9. Stable beryl; guide jedi; ugly rebel bats.
10. You, me 'n' an emu. Oy!

Random Acts of Monday: Making the most of those Toddler years

So far, I can unequivocably say that the most fun part of being a father is toddlerhood. The kid is mostly mobile, fairly obedient, and - the best part - starting to say things. Thus it is that we discover one of the perks of parenthood: Teaching your child to say Cool Stuff.

Being raised in Texas, there were a few key phrases that were missing in my vocabulary until I moved out to SoCal. For example, we learning to say things like "Sheeeooooot Daaang!" and "Yeeeeehaaw!", but I didn't learn to say 'like' and 'totally' until I moved here. Now that my children are growing up in good ol' Sunnyseventytwo, I feel I would be remiss not to teach them some of the finer points of SoCal vocab.

Few things are as cool as listening to your 1.5y/o son saying things like "Duuude! Whooah!" in a little, lispy toddler voice. And of course, what refined girl's vocab would be complete without such compliments as "Simply SMASHING, Daahling!"?