Ona is mobile. She started barely crawling Friday and tonight chased a coke bottle (her new favorite toy) around the living room. It has begun. I think Milli (our cat) felt a disturbance in the force, she looks scared. We’re all scared, Milli.
April 2008
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I finally changed out my IM/web icons after years of using the cat with a melon on it’s head to the pic of me as a kid with the giant afro.
That picture made me think about my personality as a kid. Two things came to mind with that picture. First, is the actual taking of the picture. I vaguely remember taking it and remember the photographer saying "smile" over and over as I sat there doing what I thought was smiling until I finally barked at him "I AM SIMILING" and gave a huge over-the-top half grin/half grimace, which resulted in this beauty
The second was the conversation I had with Mom about that picture. I said "Did you guys do anything to my hair? Why’d you let me walk around like that?" And she replied something along the lines of "Let you? Do something to your hair? Are you insane? If we got near your hair, we’d be in so much trouble".
So, I guess I had a "strong personality" as a kid as well. That got me thinking about personalities and kids and such. Will Ona’s personality stay the way it is now? She’s super happy and friendly and LOUD right now. She loves being the center of attention, and she loves talking, whether it’s her talking or you talking. Definitely not like her old man, but much like her mom. Will that remain? She’s 8 months old, so that’s probably too early, right? It’ll be interesting to find out.
I hate April Fool’s Day. Hate, hate, hate, hate, hate it. Why? Because I’m gullible as hell and don’t get sarcasm. In fact, sarcasm generally pisses me off because it comes across as "I’m smarter than you and proving it by screwing with you". Insecure? Yeah, probably. Now that I’m thinking about it, I can probably go all therapist and say it’s Sean’s fault for playing prankster on me growing up. Though, you’d think I’d get used to it. At least Sean wasn’t lame enough to wait until one specific cliche day to do it. I’ve digressed…
On top of my hatred for feeling like a sucker, I have to put up with the lame predictable shit people are going to try pulling all over the net. You can fully expect some slashdot story about Bill Gates cuddling a penguin doll, a sports blog post that A-Rod was traded to the Royals for a bag of peanuts, sightings of martians, and [pop star of the moment] doing something donkey (or doing a donkey, for that matter).
Today is lame. Lame, lame, lame. Maybe I’ll start a new personal tradition of taking today off and shutting out the world… just sitting in my PJs and reading a book. Only 9 hours and 45 minutes of idiot prankster day left.