Cali and the racetrack

Cali and the racetrack
Originally uploaded by ronpagan

We learned that Cali is not a big fan of the racetrack that the kids play with. This is a little snippet but I want to say that this went on for a good 20 minutes.

Street Art - keep it clean!

I thought I would give you some cool art to look at. I love when art appears in places where you would not expect it. The two videos below are examples of that. Enjoy!

ELLIS G.- The Life of a Shadow

We got a dog

We got a dog. Her name is Cali. She is a Cavachon. We named her after California as a shout out to the last place we lived. Click the title to see some more pictures of her.

She is a sweetheart and the kids love her. The kids and I have never had a dog before so it's awesome.

Anyway more funny stuff later.

Indian Food

If you know me at all you know that my conversations tend to end up on the ridiculous side fairly quickly. Having two kids the ages of 4 and 6 the conversation get there a lot faster. I was talking to my son the other night about going to an Indian restaurant with my wife.

Lucas: Is a bow and arrow Indian restaurant?
Me: No it's a...
Lucas: If it was they can put the food on the arrows and shoot it to you.
Me: OK it was Indian like your friend Ankush in school. It was that kind of Indian.
Lucas: Oh. I never understand that kid.

Police Officer steals Marijuana.

This one is just a riot!

Death Talk

My mother-in-law had to put her dog down recently. We had to explain to Maya that the dog was old and not doing well. Maya now thinks anyone older than she is will be dead soon. I was having a tea party with Maya the other day. I had this moment when I looked across the table and could see how big my little girl has gotten. I thought about a time in the future where she would take a break from her work day and meet me for lunch. I tried to tell her what I was thinking.

Daddy: “You know Maya one day when you are all grown up and have your own job Daddy will…
Maya: “Be dead.”
Daddy: “Well umm… no what I was going to say was you will…”
Maya: “Wait I farted. Let me check if I pooped… no I’m ok.”
Daddy: “Never mind.”

Why rush things anyway.

The return of Ms M

While talking about making a favorite dish for her family Ms M said:
"If they could have it everyday as a Sunday meal they would."

Ms M Strikes Again!

While talking to a co-worker about the power outages in her neighborhood due high winds the night before Ms M said:
“As you know kerosene is a mixture of gasoline and electricity.”

I swear I am not making this up.

Obviously Ms M is not the only person to mix up things up. Here is an exchange that happened between my brother and my father recently.

Brother: “Is your computer still giving you problems?”
Dad: “No it’s been fine but I do have to get a voltage regulator.”
Brother: “Voltage regulator? What’s that?”
Dad: “You know it regulates the voltage.”
Brother: “Hmmm…Do you mean surge protector?”
Dad: “Yep.”
Brother: “Voltage regulator! Who are you Ben Franklin?”

Deciphering Language

Have you ever met someone who gets easily confused by a catchphrase? These same people will also use words in the wrong context or maybe even mispronounce them all together. I know someone who has such difficulties. Let’s call her Ms M. I find talking to her to be a challenge, in a good way. It’s like trying to solve a puzzle each day. It’s almost like she will hear a phrase and something in her brain sprinkles that new phrase with a dash of crazy. It’s not only that she will say something incorrectly; it’s the way she says it. She is over the top confident in all her opinions. With that being said let me give you two examples.

Topic: A pop star is having some financial problems.

Ms M. – “That’s on her. She should have known better. Everyone knows you have to save the rainbows.”
Confused friend – “…save the rainbows?”
Ms M. – “Yeah you never know, everyone should save the rainbows.”
Confused friend – “Do you mean save for a rainy day?”
Ms M. – “Same thing.”

Topic: Cooking

Me – “Do you cook?”
Ms M. – “Yeah I make some dishes like spaghetti with meat balls and lasagna.”
Me – “Wow, I guess you have a little Italian in you.”
Ms M.– “Well my kids like that kind of food. I guess you can say it’s their pet peas.”
I just walk away, I’m not sure there is a Ms M. to English translation for that one.


More to come on Ms M.