WHAP WHAP WHAP WHAP WHAP WHAP!!!

A scene from the bathroom this morning as I dressed THEBOY.

THEBOY: “Dad, there’s a spider!”

Me: “Where?”

THEBOY: “Down there by your foot!”

(I look down to observe a black spider small enough to nap comfortably on a pencil eraser)

Me: “Well Kevin, you should—“

(THEBOY picks up a rubber ducky)

WHAP WHAP WHAP WHAP WHAP WHAP!!!

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Bert and Ernie would be mortified. THEBOYdidn’t just kill the spider. He TAUGHT IT A LESSON.

It’s the same way Kelli closes cabinet doors. She doesn’t just close them. She TEACHES THOSE DOORS A LESSON each time. BAM! CRASH! You will stay CLOSED!

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Well, I guess the spider didn’t actually have much time to learn anything…

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Met the plumber at home over lunch, and he capped the gas line in the back. It’s one of those projects I’ve meant to get to forever (that is, it’s one I’ve meant to HIRE someone to get to forever—I don’t jack with gas lines).

Bit by bit we’re getting the house ready. It feels good to get these things done, even if it’s for the next guy.

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The online course is going well I suppose. I’m covering a lot of material, taking quizzes almost every day. But it’s interesting stuff, and my grades are solid, earning me a 90 thus far.

At the graduate interview they told me the ratio of females to males in the psych program is 20 to 1, and thus far that seems to be accurate. Far as I can tell 18-20 folks are in this online class, and the only other male name is the prof’s (Marcel).

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I dislocated my pinky toe in Judo class in January, and it still hurts sometimes.

I’m not a regular man; I’m Juan Gonzalez minus the bitchin’ bod.

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We run a commercial for a church called Inspiring Body of Christ Church. Only in our listings it’s abbreviated. I chuckle to schedule Inspiring Bod Church.

What time is the service?

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Friday's a-comin', ma...