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That’s it.  I’m going to print this and hang it on every possible entrance to the house.

We are sick.  Every bloody last one of us, though luckily, I got my flu shot this year so it’s been relegated to a pretty severe case of the sniffles so far with me.

Disorder was first, he was patient-zero this time.  Cost him a week of school (and a pretty goodly hit in the grade of one of his classes because his teacher is some sort of learning nazi who won’t give him the opportunity to make up the work, or the test he missed that supposedly counts as three assignments.)

Chaos came second…  There is nothing more painful than a 3-year old with a 103 fever.  He knows it hurts, and he looks up at you with those pained eyes with this “why can’t you make this stop” look on his face.

Then comes Panic, never to be left out of anything, including sickness.  At one point the two of them (Chaos and Panic) were both sick at the same time, making life for Mrs. Shredderfeeder as miserable as it could be..

Or so she thought.  The only thing worse (apparently) than watching your kids be sick is being sick with them.

Let me rephrase that – The only thing worse than watching your kids being sick *OR* being sick with them, is finding that you’re the last one to get sick, and now have to deal with Chaos (remember – aptly named and who is now “all-better!”) with your sensitivies heightened and ability to cope dulled.

At least we’re on the downside, and thanks to my FLU SHOT at least Mrs. Shredderfeeder is spared the horror of “Man Cold!’

Banking News Article

Ask? I’m glad we’re being so polite about it.  While we’re at it why don’t we serve tea to the bastards to single-handled tanked our economy and put millions out of work.

I think as AIG’s principal shareholders I think it’s our duty to DEMAND the return of OUR money.

I posted this in response to the above article, but felt it needed to be said again:

“I think it’s time to move beyond trying to make sure they don’t do wrong with the money and actually start INVESTIGATING them for their crimes.

I don’t understand how you can pay a retention bonus, or any kind of bonus for that matter, to a group of people who single-handedly took advantage of every loophole allowed to them to drive our economy right into the tank.

Even now, when we’re teetering on the brink, these idiots are padding their own pockets and the pockets of the very people who got us into this.

The banks take massive amounts of taxpayer bailout money and don’t put a dime of it back into the economy in the form of new lines of credit or extensions to existing lines, they are, to this day, sitting on the money or using it to expand THEIR empires.

These people are criminals and should be treated as such. Take them out back and check their prostates with a cattle-prod. It’s just as painful as what they’ve done to us.”

It was a banner weekend in the house.

Disorder, turned 13 on Saturday.  There was much rejoicing (by him) and much consternation (by us).

He’s officially a <gasp>Teen Ager</gasp> now.

Nevermind that he’s been acting like one for months.

What does he want for his birthday?  Something simple.  Cash.  Oh yes, and permission to go buy a video game called “Call of Duty4 – Modern Warfare”

The game?  Raded “M” as in “If you even think of buying this for your kid CPS will be called forthwith and you’ll be dragged away in your underwear in the middle of the night.”

Well, it’s not that bad actually, but it is a pretty severe game.  I’d be a lot more ok with turning 13 if it didn’t involve SUCH a vulgar display of grownupedness (is too a word.)

So the rule is, if you can’t quickly think of a good reason not too, don’t say no.

So we bought the game ( I have to admit I’m pretty good at the sniper-parts. ), and he had a few friends over for an all-night testosterone-fest.. They drank way too much caffeine, ate way too much junk food, played way too much shoot-em-up games, and apparently watched “Lethal Weapon” at about 1:30am.  (probably rewinding and replaying the opening seen where the bare-breasted girl jumps out the window if I know them, it’s what I would have done at that age)   Now that he’s discovered them I may have to lock away some of the more risque titles….  The education he could get from “Sex In The City” alone makes me cringe….

So at what point do other people allow the “mature” games/movies into the house?  13?  15? 6? (Panic is very advanced for his age you know)

Little Fishy FEMA Trailers

Ok – This is what’s left of Chaos’ fish-tank, in the post apocalypse.  Seems the littlest love of my life thought it ABSOLUTELY necessary to feed the fish yesterday morning.  It’s so easy to forgive when you walk in in the morning and there is his cherubic little face looking up at me saying “lookit daddy!  I feed the fishies!”  (I almost cry every time he does something so destructive with such an innocent attitude about it.)

I had to blog it.  It was a whale of a disaster of epic proportions.  The tank had become an orange cloud with green rocks at the bottom.

I almost photoblogged it, as I cleaned out the tank at 7am this morning before I went to work… I didn’t for three reasons:

1. I had just woken up.

2. I had not yet gotten dressed.

3. My bathroom has a mirror that covers an entire wall, all but ensuring a shot of me in my underwear circulating around the internet.

So I moved the fish into their new/temporary home, which by the way, my wife (who is all-knowing (true) and a great deal smarter than I am (at 7:30 in the morning)) tells me is crystal.

Well at least there won’t be problems with formaldehyde.  No cheap trailers for MY fish.

So I cleaned the tank.  Cleaning a fish-tank is gross work.  Cleaning an ESTABLISHED fish tank is worse.  Cleaning an established fishtank that just had two cups of flake dumped in it (killing half the residents) will make you wretch, especially at 7:30 in the morning.  I gave the casualties the required flushing burial at sea.  We lost 2 definite, one MIA…

Cassie had to help – obviously–probably explains the MIA.