overheard in my house.

Overheard between my daughters at the dinner table: “Excuse me.” “For what? What’d you do?” “I farted.” “You did?” “Three times.”

memory #472

I am in fourth grade, in a “gifted and talented (GT for short)” class. During a critical thinking exercise, the teacher asks us the question, “Which weighs more – a pound of gold or a pound of feathers?” Immediately, I respond with the gold. I’m not the only one who says this, but the teacher…

my thoughts on the oscars.

I know little and care even less about what happens in Hollywoodland these days. But because Scott asked and because I actually had seen some of the nominated films within the past year, I agreed to go the Cinemat and watch the Oscars last night. I had a surprisingly good time, and even won second…