Matt's Crap

Thursday, March 22, 2007

They were....

Overall, pretty good tonight. The boy has pink eye and Anna does too, along with dual ear infections. As I said, overall, not a bad night. Toward the end of the night, right before Mom came to pick them up we brought out the little spinning princess lamp. It had a mesmerizing effect. I love these guys. Sure, they are, in no particular order: sticky, bitchy, loud, obnoxious, smelly, and mean. Sometimes though, when the light is just right, I'm reminded why I love them so much.
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Sunday, March 18, 2007

Welcome to spring!

You people in warmer climates, piss off, I don't wanna hear about how it's been warm all winter. Those of you in the snow still, I'm sorry. Today, however, the sun is shining and my cold is %90 gone and I'm pretty happy about that.
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Thursday, March 15, 2007

Yep, it gets off the ground

So apparently the fine people at Boeing learned nothing from the follies of Howard Hughes. I was driving by the Boeing facility the other day and this monster took off right over my head. It was just a bit disturbing. Take notice of the 15 passenger van at the nose of this thing and it gives you some sense of perspective.
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Tuesday, March 06, 2007

*sigh*

Do you think they told Hugh he was being sold?
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Friday, March 02, 2007

Choose your own adventure:


This - this is my headlight
The left, not the right
Helps with nighttime sight
So traffic I can fight


-or beat poet style-


One flick to turn night to day
Darkness melts to sun like world
I can see clearly. Now.
"click click click"


-or how about a haiku?-


I can not see you
Where have you gone oh right lane?
"Click!" Oh! There you are
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Thursday, March 01, 2007

I'm sorry, all my adoring fans......

First of all, let me say that I have been sick. I'm talkin' death's door, for like almost two weeks now. I think I'm finally on the mend, however. In the meantime, as my camera is in my bedroom with a sleeping baby next to it, so I can't get the card out of it to post a picture, I will hold you over with this short story. Aidan carries with him a stuffed chicken, some days it's a rooster, just depends on the day. Yesterday we were driving in the car when I hear this from the back seat : "Daddy, sometime you should take a picture of me choking my chicken". Now what can you say to an innocent child when something like this comes out? This would fall into the "kids say the darndest things" category I guess.