Sunday, October 26, 2003

Twenty Years After

Halloween is coming up and naturally my thoughts turn to ... where I can hide when trick-or-treaters come to my door for candy. I would say the library, but every once in a while you get a peppy librarian who thinks it's cool to dress up like a god damn clown. (If you ask me, everyone who wears a costume looks like a clown. And they ALL SCARE ME.) So, even though I have been invited to a number of parties (that number being two), I will probably have to hunker down in my bed with a flashlight and a book (and maybe a crucifix and some garlic), trying my best to ignore all the clowns, large and small, who will be stalking the streets that night, baying for fresh blood.

GOD I hate Halloween.

posted by art @ 5:19 PM

Wednesday, October 22, 2003

If you're interested...

Sophie weighed 7 lbs 5 oz when she was born, and measured 20 1/4 inches. She has green/brown eyes. And apparently she's extremely alert in a very peaceful sort of way, which is strange because whenever Kristy would type on a computer, Sophie would start kicking up a storm. So, I guess as long as they keep the baby away from a keyboard, she'll be very calm.

posted by art @ 3:12 PM

Baby Update

These details trickle in...

the baby's name is Sophia Reigh. They'll call her Sophie. That's all my brother knows, except that the baby is doing fine, breathing normally and all.

I keep referring to the baby as "it," which is a habit I need to break.

posted by art @ 10:49 AM

Baby Love

My sister called me last night in an epidural haze, RIGHT after having given birth to a little girl. She's tiny, has a head full of black hair, and is the "softest thing [my sister] has ever touched."

I don't know the weight or height or anything (I'm supposed to find out the particulars this morning), but I hear rumors that she'll be named Sophie.

posted by art @ 8:47 AM

Monday, October 20, 2003

In the HO-OUSE

Someone just called here from a "nationwide telephone survey firm." I answered the phone, voice a little lower than normal for some odd reason. The man on the other end of the line, hopefully reading from his script, said to me that they were looking to speak with the lady of the house to find out her radio-listening habits. Then he said, "Would that be you?"

Now I know I'm gay and all, and I probably have a big old gay voice, but really I think it is safe to say that I do NOT sound like a woman. Totally crazy.

In other news, monumental things are happening in and around my sister's nether regions. Her first child is expected any day now.

posted by art @ 7:36 PM

Tuesday, October 14, 2003

This makes me slightly less crazy

As you all know, I am a devoted (if not rabid) fan of Nancy Mitford. This article vindicates my obsession, if only ever so slightly (like, 57 out of 100 slightly). I do have to wonder how they could have picked Emma over Pride and Prejudice, but whatever.

I had something else to tell you, but in my giddiness I can't remember what it is.

posted by art @ 8:58 PM

Sunday, October 12, 2003

My Suburban Spread

Everyone around here seems to have at least two cars and one pickup truck (or maybe a van, if they're rich). Not to be outdone, some people up the street have two pickup trucks, one car and TWO coach buses parked at their house. I, on the other hand, have one little red Honda named Vivian. Something tells me we don't fit in here.

The cat just coughed like a little old lady. I guess I'd better investigate this! Responsibilities, you know.

posted by art @ 5:14 PM

Sunday, October 05, 2003

Way Down Yonder

As much as it pains me to say it, I rapidly recovered from my latest bout of illness. (Why DOES it pain me to say it? IT JUST DOES.)

So, I'm posting this from beautiful Sea-Tac, WA. I'm once again babysitting for my cousin (the cat), this time for two whole weeks. It should be pretty exciting down here, though I will miss my ghetto-bus friends. Have a drink for me, fellas!

posted by art @ 4:38 PM