an exercise in percussive maintenance
Asides
Today I’m starting on Unseen Academicals. The last time I get to read a Discworld novel for the very first time.
(I’m glad it’s this one, though, as both Raising Steam and The Shepherd’s Crown (at least, everything after the first chapter) were complete disappointments.)
Mythbusters shall henceforth be know as The BOOM! Story.
Also, Jamie is now BOOM! and Adam will in future answer to Shah! (her word for a sword. Make of that what you will.)
I have many old books in my house, collected from second hand shops, flea markets and church fêtes over the years. Today the Minion discovered this in a dusty old copy of Black Beauty (publication date unknown)…
It seems pretty old. I wonder how it made it all the way across the Atlantic.
Was it a love letter from a soldier to his sweetheart back home?
A letter to a little girl from her pen-pal on the other side of the world?
A secret missive smuggled across the ocean in a children’s book?
Okay, okay. That third one wouldn’t require a stamp. But still. If this stamp could talk, I wonder what tale it would tell.
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Came into the house (my home office is in an outbuilding) and The Minion came running saying “Daddy, Daddy, I’m watching the sun-story!”
That would be Tangled.
Other favourites include the ball-story (Inside-Out) and the balloon-story (Up). (The balloon-story causes no small amount of distress once the balloons start popping.)
And Moana, but for some reason that’s just Moana…
Today is the missus and my wedding anniversary. The grandparents are in town, taking care of the niece and nephew while the in-laws are scuba diving in Mozambique, so we dropped the Minion off with them so we could go and watch The Incredibles 2.
Yes. The irony of dropping our toddler off at her grandparents so we can go see a kids movie is not lost on me.
There are a lot of things I liked about The Incredibles 2: Jack-Jack, The Incredibile, Jack-Jack, raccoon-wrestling, Jack-Jack, Auntie Edna, Jack-Jack, pew-pew laser eyes, Jack-Jack… What? There are five of him at one point!
Today marks nine years the wife has been putting up with me…or have I been putting up with her? Depends who you ask, I guess…
I’m lucky to have her; to have someone who likes Pixar films, Doctor Who and Harry Dresden as much as I do; who thinks it’s fun to stroll through toy stores, hardware stores, and pawn shops with me; who buys me Lego for my birthday, and actually thinks my weird sense of humour is funny.
Here’s hoping we manage to put up with each other for another nine years.
