Central Texas has been under an Excessive Heat Warning for what feels like months now, and I can't remember a time in my 42 years when I've seen a more pointless advisory from the National Weather Service. What exactly are you expecting us to do, NWS? Get under our desks? Put wet paper bags over our heads? We know it's hot; we've been outside, trying to live our lives. Oh no but it's like, really...
The Adventures of Floop and his trusty sidekick Agent Speckle continued tonight, though not without constant interruption from Matador. Oh, it can't be that bad, Daniel, you say, as if you were somehow watching us through a camera hidden in the air conditioning vent, but it was. Here's a little example of how the interruptions went, and I swear on the unparalleled beauty of Natalie Portman that...
Itβs too hot to be outside for any reason.
It will be years yet before El Matador experiences the horror of The Last of Us and the utterly soul-crushing death march of its sequel, and I can't help but envy that kind of ignorance. For him, the world is still a wonderful, friendly, and inviting place.
Some parenting anecdotes today. My son took a piece of bacon to school this week, and he couldnβt have been more proud of himself. He stole it off the counter as we were on the way out of the house, and even though it broke into three pieces by the time we made it to school, he held onto those pieces for dear life. Upon arriving at school and entering the paddock where they store the...
I listen to a lot of Children's music, and it got worse when El Matador was born. Usually, it's just playing in the background as an alternative to the black silence that will someday consume us all. I'm a big fan of Charlie Hope and Caspar Babypants, but a song that recently caught my ear was called Marzidotes in Pandora. If you stop bathing your child and actually listen to the words, you'll...