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* Trans Am @ Bottom of the Hill on 4/21/07. I'm digging it so hard, I'm half way to China. Paul Manley is a hot beast on the sound board.
I promise to do everything in my power to keep my nephew from turning into a douche bag. I'd like to think I've started this campaign early enough to make a difference.
This is not new, but I forgot about it until I searched it. She's a GREAT babysitter.
the kid actually tried to really evade me on foot was in a big box type store yesterday. I'm still the adult though. Those stupid doors just open when you get close to them and apparently the technology was not wasted on him. He ran, I pursued. It ended up with a crafty game of side stepping until he was boxed into a corner. Then I valiantly declared myself the winner, picked him up and returned to the store to look for his sleep deprived Dad who was jabbering w/ a sales associate. It's funny how parents' cat like reflexes that were so active the first nine months are a significantly slower when they think someone else is watching the kid. Especially around this one year mark when everyone gets a "little tired" watching a walking baby. Tired. And worrying about getting his bell rung? Forget about it. That's just what babies do. I'd say one out of 10 times the kid actually notices.
Finally a good use of my government dollars! What? CTU isn't real? Jack Bauer is a made up character? NEVER!!
This marriage will last forever because I'm seeing a lot of commitment and team work. I feel the love. What is marriage if not a commitment to a gig? I also love the idea of the wedding party "acting" like dancing zombies. The bar has been raised.
Ok. I'm sorry about bringing up the same song, but this is about intent, not content. This is what happens when the door shuts and you drive away from your child. The Sitter, her Abercrombie mini skirt and her friends take your kid and break into the swimming pool @ the condos two blocks down. I can only imagine what the intent was, but that kid will likely have a strong pimp hand.
On any occasion that this Aunt somehow ends up DJ-ing a wedding, I always play this. It's always on my iPod. Weddings occasionally have something to do with babies, so that's how I'm relating this hilarious clip to babies. That and Aunts still like to inappropriately behave when wasted. Or see someone else do it. This is absolutely what a wedding reception looks like to me. This song should be around the "final five" of a reception because it's the kind of song the "last guests" will completly physically & emotionally commit themselves to. If that drunk girl wearing a strapless dress w/ the "X's" over her eyes is going to crap out on the dance floor, this is the song she's going to do it to. Because her hips aren't lying AND she's a Brick House. The blustering ass hovering @ the bar w/ a wine bottle will whole heartedly support her cause. Perhaps they will later engage in baby making activities. I cannot predict the future. Holding this song 'til the end requires me not "taking requests" from little kids. That's just the kind of wedding DJ I am.
Am I scared or stoked? How about a little from Column A and a little from Column B. This is clearly the decision of a man w/ some real job training.
This is a confusing world. Don Ho died and Sanjaya's still alive? How will I explain that to a baby? Don Ho was very close to the last of a dying breed (no pun intended). The true entertainer. No room too small. No resting on your laurels. No complaining. Maybe a baby could learn a lot from the Ho legacy...
Wow. Talk about things I never wanted to know. I figured out it's a terrible idea to file separately if you're married & have a kid. Things have been fiscally turned around for my brother's taxes. Now he's on the up side of two grand and I'm thinking I could do this. I can do it by myself, whenever I want to work on it (obviously before April 15th), it's straight up numbers and keeping documentation. At most, I need an hour long phone interview. My enthusiasm is fueled largely on my desire to get as much from the government as possible. Even if it's not specifically for me. I think the government needs help distributing wealth and I'm just the Aunt to do it.
Ear Candle Productions presents Erase Errata's TAX DOLLAR
Yeah. That about sums up this Aunt's feeling about taxes.
I forgot my Brother's birthday and in a crazy impulse decision, I told him I'd do his taxes. State and Federal. As a birthday gift. Well fuck me. Trying to navigate taxes for "Married Filing Separately w/ a Child" is CRAZY. As far as I can tell, there's no real advantage to being married and having kids on the books. I mean, these people are the working poor. The difference between their tax "advantage" and mine is under $100.00. I'm willing to take the hit, stay single (until it's actually advantageous for me to marry), and stay off the radar. Between Student Loans and Paid Family Leave, unless your Adjusted Gross Income ='s more than at least 50 grand each, the IRS is simply trying to elimate you like yesterdays garbage. Oh, they might be slightly better if you own a house, but if not, I guess you just get used to getting ass fucked w/out dinner and a movie first.
I'm pretty wild about California Baby Calming Cream. I can't think of anyone who couldn't use it. From the strictest of vegans to the morning after crew, it's universally good. They also make strong sunscreen! Oh. And it's apparently safe to put on a baby.
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