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59 days and counting…

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I’m falling behind.  Some of the scenes I’m working on set up later pay-offs that the first draft didn’t really nail.  Actually, keeping with the metaphor, the hammer missed the nail completely, and splintered the wood quite badly. 

All of the easier scenes are done and just waiting to be pasted in with the whole.  But after two days, I’m about two pages short of the daily goal.  Not that the writing has been the only challenge; there was a trip to the ER last night (mother and baby are fine – no worries), and the overtime I had to work the day before. 

The trip to the ER turned out to be nothing.  Pregnancy is just strange, and the things that can signal danger can also be just as benign.  Thankfully, this was the latter. 

The overtime was a different matter, somewhat similar to that moment in ScroogedRose! You have to work late!  If you can’t work late, I can’t work late.  If I can’t work late…I CAN’T WORK LATE!  So said the fellow with whom I usually carpool.  Kind of.  He doesn’t normally call me Rose.  And I needed the money, so I wasn’t going to complain. 

Anyway, enough with the excuses.  Gotta try and hammer out six pages tonight.  And Lost is on.  (sigh) Choices. 

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Written by taj

May 1, 2008 at 8:54 am

Kids just know

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The other day, I had the baby in my lap, and just for kicks, I played the trailer for the new Indiana Jones movie. 

His attention was rapt.  And I kid you not, when the trailer was over, he actually clapped his hands. 

Kids know, man.  They just…know.

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April 21, 2008 at 9:21 am

The best 30-second ad of the Super Bowl…at least to me.

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I needed to take a break and decided to point all of you in the direction of this:

The E-Trade Baby.

Whoa.

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February 10, 2008 at 8:05 pm

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A Three-Cup Day

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There is one, unshakable little quirk in taking care of little Casey: if he doesn’t get his afternoon nap in by 4, he’s got to stay up till 6.  Otherwise, he’s up and wide awake at 3 in the morning. 

Sundays make achieving this goal a little difficult to begin with—not sure why, really—but Super Bowl Sunday makes it worse.  We had tried getting him down at 3:45, and at 4:30 he was still screaming his little head off.  His belly was full and his diaper as dry, so I can only assume he just really wanted to see the game. 

Last night, the nachos flowed right along side the root beer as we cheered the Giants to a spectacular finish.  Man, what a game.  Casey, unfortunately, missed most of it.  He conked out at around 5. 

Which means he woke at 3:30 this morning. 

So, I topped out at three cups of coffee to try and slog through the day, up one cup from the norm.  Depending on how the night goes, a fourth cup may eventually make its way into the picture.  It’s not a very good time for making up sleep. 

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February 4, 2008 at 5:23 pm

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And this will make two…

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OK, sports fans.  If these tests really work, and the pharmacists ensure me that they do, we’re looking to add kidlet number two to the family sometime in Autumn. 

Now is the time I have to follow the immortal advice found on the cover of the Hitchhiker’s Guide to the Galaxy, and try not to panic. 

😉

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January 30, 2008 at 10:18 am

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The Travails of Echinacea

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From The West Wing

President Bartlett: Is it possible I’m carrying something called “Euthanasia” in my pocket?
Sam Seaborne: Echinacea?
President Bartlett: That would be it.
 

Last week, in response to cold-like symptoms, my wife began her usual regiment of vitamin C, non-drowsy Sudafed, and Echinacea tea.  I really like Echinacea.  It’s a strange little word, one my MS Word editor insists that I capitalize.  It smells good in tea.  And it does seem to ward off cold-like symptoms.  After a conversation with my mother-in-law, however, my wife had to put the self-aggrandizing little herb back on the shelf. 

Echinacea, she told us, could be harmful to infants who breastfeed.  Being the cautious parents we are, my wife and I did a little digging.  Sure enough, there on the box was a warning—consult your physician if you are pregnant or breastfeeding.  And it was printed in bold type; I’m surprised I missed it. 

So we called the nurse at the doctor’s office.  Her desk reference didn’t really tell her anything, just that there has been no conclusive support for the safe use of Echinacea.  So she told us to call poison control.  Poison control told us that, despite the warning, there just hasn’t been enough human testing with Echinacea to know whether it’s harmful or not. 

Brilliant, I thought.  Chalk it up to another corporate endeavor to avoid prosecution. 

Nevertheless, my wife quit drinking the tea, and the little one appears to be doing fine.  He hasn’t started growing hair in his ears or anything at least.  And when the cold-like symptoms descended upon my wellness, I drank to my heart’s content.  I suffered a full two days longer than my wife did. 

Perhaps Echinacea is not the herb of quickest relief.

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August 17, 2007 at 2:42 pm

Express yourself, little man

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My wife and I spent some time at a place in town that sells teacher supplies this morning.  Among some of the more varied items she picked up was a little rubber hand with a pointing finger attached to the end of a stick.  I told her I thought it looked like something you use to pick a person’s nose.  You know, like those things you buy at the dollar store that are supposed to scratch your back. 

Anyway, as we wandered the aisles, our little man became fussy.  He was previously fed and changed, and likely just wanted to be held.  And that’s OK.  I took him and walked him around the store as he squalled, and drew lots of polite little smiles from the other women in the store. 

If you want a sure way to strip yourself of your insecurities, walk around a crowded store with a crying baby over your shoulder.  It forces you to confront all kinds of internal self-talk—what are these people thinking?—and the like.  Pretty soon, you just stop caring.  This is my baby and he’s having a fit.  He needs to let the world know how he feels.  He will find more constructive ways of expressing himself when he gets older, but for now, this is all he knows.  Get over it. 

It’s tremendously freeing. 

We’re at my wife’s classroom, getting it ready for the coming school year just four weeks away.  Little man is letting me know he is tired of lying on the blanket and would like someone to come and pick him up.  If I find out what that little finger pointer actually is, I’ll let you know.  For now, I am content to believe it is something teachers use to poke little second graders in the nose when they misbehave.

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July 30, 2007 at 7:50 am

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