Tuesday, August 09, 2005
Babies, "ABABABABAAAAA," and Boobs, Lots of Boobs: La Leche League Returns
Under what other possible circumstances can you go to the public library and sit for an hour and a half in a room and listen to people talk openly and enthusiastically, with complete strangers, about their nipples? I like it because I can talk my broke-ass Oaxacan Spanish to the little blond babies and tell them how bonito they are.
Under what other possible circumstances can you go to the public library and sit for an hour and a half in a room and listen to people talk openly and enthusiastically, with complete strangers, about their nipples? I like it because I can talk my broke-ass Oaxacan Spanish to the little blond babies and tell them how bonito they are.
Monday, August 08, 2005
Stuff seen on/out the window of the COTA bus yesterday
1. My own reflection in the window (by which I mean "in other people's hair grease")
2. The cutest non-Caleb baby ever in life, who was 10 months old, passed out in her mother's arms, and possessed of the most adorable foofy little ponytails. Sigh. Sometimes I just want to put Caleb in a tiny ruffly pink dress with shiny ribbons in his hair . . .
3. Chewing gum. Lots and lots of chewing gum.
4. Cutest-Non-Caleb-Baby's dad, a guy with cornrows, approximately 47 million piercings (and that's just the visible ones), big muscles, a shirt to show them off, and a cross tattoo that read ' "Feel" HIS Pain? '.
5. A minor car accident that featured lots of yelling, swearing, middle-fingering, and finally the escape of one of the parties involved, leading Cutest-Non-Caleb-Baby's mom to comment "Holy fucking shit, what the fuck?!"
6. Massive internal giggling caused by the joyous recognition that I am not the only parent in the world who cusses a blue streak around her baby.
7. The most ambiguous sentence in the world, for the third week running:
CLEAN FUEL
INJECTORS
SAVE MONEY
8. A sign outside a store: "FREE Pen Inspections!" Bus driver's comment: "I could do that. 'Gimme your pen.' Scribble scribble scribble. Does it write? 'Naw. That don't pass inspection. Get another one. Next?' Charge a penny, make a fortune that way. 'Yeah, that pass inspection. Aren't you glad you hired me?' "
9. The easy camaraderie of the people surrounding someone who has just vomited.
1. My own reflection in the window (by which I mean "in other people's hair grease")
2. The cutest non-Caleb baby ever in life, who was 10 months old, passed out in her mother's arms, and possessed of the most adorable foofy little ponytails. Sigh. Sometimes I just want to put Caleb in a tiny ruffly pink dress with shiny ribbons in his hair . . .
3. Chewing gum. Lots and lots of chewing gum.
4. Cutest-Non-Caleb-Baby's dad, a guy with cornrows, approximately 47 million piercings (and that's just the visible ones), big muscles, a shirt to show them off, and a cross tattoo that read ' "Feel" HIS Pain? '.
5. A minor car accident that featured lots of yelling, swearing, middle-fingering, and finally the escape of one of the parties involved, leading Cutest-Non-Caleb-Baby's mom to comment "Holy fucking shit, what the fuck?!"
6. Massive internal giggling caused by the joyous recognition that I am not the only parent in the world who cusses a blue streak around her baby.
7. The most ambiguous sentence in the world, for the third week running:
CLEAN FUEL
INJECTORS
SAVE MONEY
8. A sign outside a store: "FREE Pen Inspections!" Bus driver's comment: "I could do that. 'Gimme your pen.' Scribble scribble scribble. Does it write? 'Naw. That don't pass inspection. Get another one. Next?' Charge a penny, make a fortune that way. 'Yeah, that pass inspection. Aren't you glad you hired me?' "
9. The easy camaraderie of the people surrounding someone who has just vomited.
