So the blog and all the shitty roommate content is moving over to Jekyll. Mostly this is a cost savings exercise. I just don’t update the site enough to justify paying for hosting when free stuff is sitting out there.
He used to be Mr. Tuff. As clearly no longer deserves that name, he will now go by a series of titles covering the gamut of luxury items we can no longer afford to purchase:
- Mr. Laptop
- Mr. iPad
- Mr. La-Z-Boy
- Mr. Surround Sound
- Mr. Winter Vacation
- Mr. Christmas
As I have learned from my father, (who is a great father) I try to be super involved with my kid. I have done my best to emulate what my dad did for me. Always being around, doing things I don’t want to do because my kid does want to do it. I am, (I guess we are), statistically speaking, in the lower end of testicle size.
Oh good. Nothing like a filthy rabbit in our home to play hacky sack with his little mini turds.
Mom had the idea. Dad had the car, the tape measure and he knew where Lowes was. Most importantly, he had a method of payment.
Then we spent a Saturday at Grandpa Duckys (after spending a Friday night there) and Grandpa showed us how to make the plans for the planter window box that Mom wanted. We then went to the store with Ducky and got all the materials and Ducky spent an entire afternoon showing Dad how to do it.