Camper has taken up a charming new way of letting his displeasure be known.
Sticking his tongue out and zurburtting at you - and if you're close enough, he'll take a swing at you. He's deadly serious when he does it, which frankly, makes it all the cuter, and therefore harder to punish (it's hard for the kids to believe you are serious when you're half-laughing).
I'm trying my best to ignore it, but I'm not sure that's the best approach.
He's a tough little guy with a strong personality who won't back down for anything or anyone.I don't think he should have any problems with the McLeod Clan motto: Hold Fast. The Clan Crest is a bullhead between two flag poles with red flags and the motto Hold fast.
The meditations and rantings from a guy who owns somewhere around a dozen bikes and one car. Don't say you weren't warned.
09 June 2009
07 June 2009
auction is a go
My Mac Pro is on eBay.
Mac Pro, 24-inch Cinema HD display and speakers - eBay (item 150350275083 end time Jun-13-09 10:20:38 PDT)
I really (really ... really ... really) hope that I can get enough to afford a 17-inch MacBook Pro.
I don't want to be computer-less while we're doing our gypsy-thing, and I want to be able to continue running my photo processing/organization software, Aperture, which needs high-end hardware to run well. I've just started to make a bit of money from sales of photos through Getty, as well as the art dealer, Farmboy Fine Arts. It would be kind of silly to walk away from that opportunity. Besides, the travel may give me an opportunity to build up a more diverse portfolio.
And really, could I live without my blogging and tweeting and Facebooking and Flickring!?
Mac Pro, 24-inch Cinema HD display and speakers - eBay (item 150350275083 end time Jun-13-09 10:20:38 PDT)
I really (really ... really ... really) hope that I can get enough to afford a 17-inch MacBook Pro.

And really, could I live without my blogging and tweeting and Facebooking and Flickring!?
Up
We took the kids to see Up in 3D last night. As usual, Pixar knocked it out of the park.
I had heard that the first half-hour-or-so is a bit sad, and may be too much for little kids. We
needn't have worried; the whole death thing was lost on them. Pixar does such a masterful job of telling a story on two levels; one for the adults and one for the children. I was choked up by tears of sadness over death, and dreams never fulfilled, while Liam was choked up laughing at poor little Carl fall through the creaky board in the old house.
Watching it in 3D offers a strange and somewhat disconcerting experience. It wasn't like "traditional" 3D movies where things appear to be popping OUT of the screen. It was more like looking INTO a moving diorama. The edge of the screen appeared to be about twenty feet from the wall. I'm not really sure if I liked it or not. The 3D glasses were a bit heavy and felt odd piled on top of my glasses (Liam said to me, as I was sitting down, "Daddy, you should have worn your contacts!"). Liam wore his for about 75% of the movie, while Camper barely wore his.
It was a great movie with wonderful characters, amazing animation and a fun-filled adventure to tie it all together.
"Won't you please be my prisoner, please please please!"
I had heard that the first half-hour-or-so is a bit sad, and may be too much for little kids. We

Watching it in 3D offers a strange and somewhat disconcerting experience. It wasn't like "traditional" 3D movies where things appear to be popping OUT of the screen. It was more like looking INTO a moving diorama. The edge of the screen appeared to be about twenty feet from the wall. I'm not really sure if I liked it or not. The 3D glasses were a bit heavy and felt odd piled on top of my glasses (Liam said to me, as I was sitting down, "Daddy, you should have worn your contacts!"). Liam wore his for about 75% of the movie, while Camper barely wore his.
It was a great movie with wonderful characters, amazing animation and a fun-filled adventure to tie it all together.
"Won't you please be my prisoner, please please please!"
05 June 2009
what's wrong with you?
Last week, I used this beard picture of me as my Facebook icon.
I got several comments that said something to the extent of, "Wolverine!"
A little history
The picture was taken in the spring of 1994 by my father in my dressing room, backstage at Western State College. I had grown the beard out for a part in a play. I was playing Snug in A Midsummer Night's Dream.
This was the last night of the show, and I was going to shave.
But first, I was going to have a little fun...
Flash-forward fifteen years
A few days after posting the beard picture, I switched my Facebook icon to my awesome, super-suave mustachioed self (from fifteen years in the past!).
Within hours, I received this Facebook message from my mother.
subject: what's wrong with you?
You look like you are out of your mind. Is that the image you want? Or have you lost it?
Oh, Mom.
I love you.
... But I think we all know that I lost it a long time ago. That fact aside, I was just trying to have a little fun, and, as we all know, it's always easiest to have fun at one's own expense...
I got several comments that said something to the extent of, "Wolverine!"
A little history
The picture was taken in the spring of 1994 by my father in my dressing room, backstage at Western State College. I had grown the beard out for a part in a play. I was playing Snug in A Midsummer Night's Dream.
This was the last night of the show, and I was going to shave.
But first, I was going to have a little fun...
A few days after posting the beard picture, I switched my Facebook icon to my awesome, super-suave mustachioed self (from fifteen years in the past!).
Within hours, I received this Facebook message from my mother.
subject: what's wrong with you?
You look like you are out of your mind. Is that the image you want? Or have you lost it?
Oh, Mom.
I love you.
... But I think we all know that I lost it a long time ago. That fact aside, I was just trying to have a little fun, and, as we all know, it's always easiest to have fun at one's own expense...
a followup...
I was going to edit my post from yesterday, but then I decided that a) if you've already read the post, you wouldn't know about the changes (as if you'd really care that much) and b) that's what a blog is for. A mostly unedited, unfiltered mess.
For that, my dear readers, I apologize. But that's how we('ll) roll on this here bloggy blog.
A mostly unedited, unfiltered mess.
It'll be hard for the editor in me to deal with, but it should be a good exercise (something like, no more than 5 edits per post).
Welcome to my life.
A mostly unedited, unfiltered mess.
For that, my dear readers, I apologize. But that's how we('ll) roll on this here bloggy blog.
A mostly unedited, unfiltered mess.
It'll be hard for the editor in me to deal with, but it should be a good exercise (something like, no more than 5 edits per post).
Welcome to my life.
A mostly unedited, unfiltered mess.
04 June 2009
These days are long
Today, the boys and I had a good day. No one had any major meltdowns - we went to the playground, we went for a bike ride, we went to the pool. We even went to Baker's Burgers.
Not every day is like today. Yesterday was one of those days.
It was one of those days that ended with a meltdown from daddy. I had had enough. Campbell actually tripped the fuse to the upstairs four times. Four fucking times! How many times do I have to yell and scream, "stop playing with the light switch!" The third time he did it, I smacked his ass. The fourth time I put him across my lap and actually spanked him.
I then proceeded to freak out on the two boys, having a breakdown over the mess they've been making, how they're not listening to me... the whole thing. It was lovely. It made me feel great.
Everything I feel when I'm having a "moment" is nothing new to parenting. I'm not the first person to experience it. I know this... but it doesn't make it any better.
I'm constantly questioning what I'm doing, and if I'm doing all the right things. Am I pushing my kids too hard? Not hard enough?
Liam is a smart kid and has an insatiable intellectual curiosity. He's constantly spelling out words and adding up numbers. He likes to write words down, and can even Google the stuff he's interested in. Star Wars. Spiderman. I want to encourage his development without pushing him.
He's also an incredible biker and has been unstoppable since we re-removed the training wheels from his bike and he figured out how to start himself a few weeks ago. He's really good, and he's really capable, and again, I want to encourage his development without pushing him.
Our biggest problem is Liam's addiction to "screen" (TV, computer, iPhone... it makes no difference to the digital generation). He's constantly asking if he can watch a show or do his "work" (computer time). When I say no he whines, cries, kicks and even screams. Sometimes it's really bad.
The answer is to get rid of the TV and computer. The TV would not (will not) be a problem. Not at all. The computer? The problem here is, daddy is also addicted.
We're about to head out on the road and it's looking like no one wants to buy my desktop so I can afford a laptop - so Liam and I may be going cold turkey together!
Not every day is like today. Yesterday was one of those days.
It was one of those days that ended with a meltdown from daddy. I had had enough. Campbell actually tripped the fuse to the upstairs four times. Four fucking times! How many times do I have to yell and scream, "stop playing with the light switch!" The third time he did it, I smacked his ass. The fourth time I put him across my lap and actually spanked him.
I then proceeded to freak out on the two boys, having a breakdown over the mess they've been making, how they're not listening to me... the whole thing. It was lovely. It made me feel great.
Everything I feel when I'm having a "moment" is nothing new to parenting. I'm not the first person to experience it. I know this... but it doesn't make it any better.
I'm constantly questioning what I'm doing, and if I'm doing all the right things. Am I pushing my kids too hard? Not hard enough?
He's also an incredible biker and has been unstoppable since we re-removed the training wheels from his bike and he figured out how to start himself a few weeks ago. He's really good, and he's really capable, and again, I want to encourage his development without pushing him.
Our biggest problem is Liam's addiction to "screen" (TV, computer, iPhone... it makes no difference to the digital generation). He's constantly asking if he can watch a show or do his "work" (computer time). When I say no he whines, cries, kicks and even screams. Sometimes it's really bad.
The answer is to get rid of the TV and computer. The TV would not (will not) be a problem. Not at all. The computer? The problem here is, daddy is also addicted.
We're about to head out on the road and it's looking like no one wants to buy my desktop so I can afford a laptop - so Liam and I may be going cold turkey together!
03 June 2009
I gotta go pee!
(It's almost 11:30pm and) I was just in the boys' bathroom using the toilet when the door to their room popped open. It was a sweaty-headed Camper.
He looked at me and said, "I gotta go pee!"
So I peeled off his pajamas and (dry) diapers and plopped him up on the toilet. Within moments he was peeing.
When he finished, he hopped down, looked at me and said, "now I gotta get some watey."
He looked at me and said, "I gotta go pee!"
So I peeled off his pajamas and (dry) diapers and plopped him up on the toilet. Within moments he was peeing.
When he finished, he hopped down, looked at me and said, "now I gotta get some watey."
02 June 2009
Craigslist scam
Hi Seller, I am serious in buying this item that you listed and i want
you to remove the advert from craigslist,i have much interest in it
and want it to be sent to my son abroad who is currently in his final
year in school in ancient university in west Africa, and i am willing
and able to buy the item through my paypal account, so please kindly
get back to me with your paypal email address so that i can pay for
the item and i will include $220 for the shipping via (EMS) GLOBAL
EXPRESS MAIL USPS.Please if this is acceptable to you,kindly send your
full name and your contact information and PayPal email address so
that i can proceed with the payment via PayPal.
i live at 37 Stonehenge CirApt 8, Pikesville Md 21208,
Thanks i will be looking forward to hear from you.
kelly handsome
I know this is a scam, but I'm just not sure how. If they put $3000 plus the $220 for shipping in my PayPal account, how are they scamming me? My guess is that it would probably cost around $200 - $300 to ship it to Africa, so they aren't making any money that way.
What's the deal here? How does this work in their favor? Do many people fall for "Hi Seller" (especially when receiving a response to an email they signed their name to)? What's up with "this item?" Doesn't that just scream SCAM!?
Has anyone had any experience with this sort of thing?
01 June 2009
Things I've heard from a four-year-old... [Part 1]
My brain tells me I need to watch more television - and not a edunacational show!
- My stomach tells me it needs ice cream.
- You're not the boss of me. My brain is.
- I'm the boss of my bike, which means I control where it goes, so you can't tell me which way to go!
- What's inside a bug?
- Why doesn't it hurt when it rains? It falls from WAY up.
- Girls don't have penises. They pee out of their butts.
- You're not my daddy!
- I do not like your attitude!
- Daddy, if you let me watch a fighting show you will get a box of all the camera gear you want.... and sushi...
- Camper! Do no damage!
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