Vomit Means I Love You Don't get me wrong, I am grateful that Leelo is so affectionate. I really am. But this latest wave of separat...

Cute! This doesn't look like Mali, that baby who is 9 weeks old as of yesterday. It's still cute, though. And she certainly does...

Sucky Week How fast can I type with one hand? Not. Sigh. This week sucked balls. It began on a high note, even though I had the f...

Now everyone's sick except Mali. Farts. SEymour and Iz seem a bit better, though, but I am no good for anything except lying down and nu...

Yes, I Watch Too Much DS9 But, hey, it's in reruns, so Iz and I were watching it this morning. This time it was the episode where Qu...

I Have a Right to Sing the Blues Yes, for fuck's sake, there are people in the world worse off than me. Doesn't mean it doesn...

There Will Be No Wool-Pulling This Morning Iz's butt: Tooot! Braaaap! Me: "Izzy! That is very rude, especially while you...

On the Other Hand What a luxury it is to have two functioning hands. Mali prefers to be held whenever possible, so much of my day is ...

Fever Leelo is laid out on the couch for the second day in a row. Poor bit. He is barfing and feverish and sleepy. At least he only ...

Geeky Baby We're in that period where all she knows how to do is give big geeky smiles. Hours of fun! Silly baby. With the strangely...

Happy Birthday, Miss Isobel Rosenberg Today's the actual day. And what a day it was. Church! Children's Choir! Chunk E. Cheese w...