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New Tunes – Gotye

Oof. This song just shoved me down a flight of stairs. Gotye (pronounced “gore-ti-yeah”) is a Belgian-born Australian artist named Wally De Backer. Give it a chance at least until 1:35. (Many thanks to Leslie for the heads up.)


These are the colors and ornaments on the kids’ Christmas tree. The ornaments are manufactured from plastic, and evidence shows that they will bounce when thrown directly against a hardwood floor. I picked turquoise to match Anglo-Saxon Baby Jesus’ eye color.


God bless us, every dog!

Alarm clock

This morning I heard her counting through her shut door and my shut door, “One, two, forty-five!” She is going to run one hell of a truck stop someday.

Eye roller

Last night after everyone finished dinner, we sat around the table and talked about our days. Yes, we still do this, but not because we love our children and want them to have warm memories. No. We do this so that I can write about it here and exploit the idea of parenthood for cash! [...]

Tuesday’s Top Pick

“I’d like to generate map tiles that give you that same dizzy feeling you get when you look down at a city at night, from an airplane. We’ve spent so long fussing over the relentless details in cartography that we’ve sort of forgotten what things (should) look like at a distance.” Aaaaand… he nailed it. [...]

Ho Ho Humbug

This was one disturbingly sedate Santa Claus. He just sat there and didn’t even ask the girls what they wanted for Christmas. So I stood a few feet away and shout-whispered, “TELL HIM WHAT YOU WANT. GO ON. DO IT. DO IT.” Marlo mumbled gibberish and Leta refused to open her mouth. THAT’S how you [...]


Marlo woke up at 6 AM on Saturday morning and, having grown suction cups on every limb overnight, attached herself to my body for the next seven hours. I had to be holding her or actively interacting with her every single second. I dated four guys in Los Angeles who acted exactly like that, except [...]


Look who got some new mittens! (Admittedly, this picture does seem a little NSFW.)

Sunset, The Great Salt Lake

This time of year when you drive near the lake it smells of brine shrimp, rusted metal, and a desperate need to believe that this was the right place to settle.