Hi, internet. It’s been a long time. It’s not you, it’s me. Been a bit distracted, not as motivated to write, and certainly not spending as much time in front of the computer as I did when I was working.
I’m not going to make any promises about whether this is a return to blogging, but we’ll see. This one was just too good to pass up.
So here is another of those things I never thought I’d say as a parent, but it came out of my mouth today anyway:
“Get your frog out of your pants.”
The Wise One and I saw this on the Today Show this morning; it was too good not to share. It’s always good to start your day laughing together, at someone else:
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One game the boys play, as do most children, is “house.” I haven’t figured this one out, though, because it usually consists of them playing cars, legos, etc.; they stop in the middle of whatever they are doing, one of them declares, “Let’s play house!”, they pick roles and then they just go right back to whatever they were doing. So I’m not sure what the actual game is, but they seem to enjoy themselves.
The Wise One overheard this exchange a couple of weeks ago:
Peanut: “Chester, let’s play house!”
Chester: “OK. I’ll be the father.”
Peanut: “OK. . . . I’ll be the Holy Spirit!”
“Huh. I didn’t know you had a lizard collection.”
Heard this one the other night, asked of Surgeon General Dr. Sanjay Gupta who was discussing hypothermia in relation to the water landing in New York last week:
“You can only get hypothermia in the water?”
How many mountain-climbing-related stories and interviews do you think Mr. King has covered over the years?
Sixty days. One hundred days. We’ve been unable to say exactly how long I would have a job; the paper is for sale for sixty days, but then how long after that process does the whole operation shut down? And for those of us in the IT department, do we have to stick around and check in laptops, unplug equipment, etc?
Today I got the official letter, and it answers the question at least a little more specifically.
On January 9, 2009, Hearst Communications, Inc., the parent company of the Seattle Post-Intelligencer, announced it was putting the P-I up for sale and that, if a buyer is not found within 60 days, publication of the P-I as a six-day-a-week newspaper will cease. If that occurs it is anticipated that all jobs at the P-I will be eliminated, including yours.The facility closing and loss of employment will be permanent . . .
It is difficult to provide an exact date of closure, but permanent layoffs will not occur any earlier than March 18, 2009, and may extend to April 1, 2009.
So there it is. In black and white, addressed to me. Poop.
At least now I have a target to keep in mind: March 18.
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After a couple of days feeling pretty down, this made me laugh pretty hard when I watched it Saturday night — the whole show did, actually, but this was just the right combination of hilarious, weird and awkward that I needed:
[Update: Apparently, it’s been yanked from YouTube, but for now you can see it here.]