Aurora, you say? Reblogging for two of my favorite nerds.A sneak peek at some of our special cart designs for the Yetee Gallery show on Saturday, June 9, 2012 at 6:00pm.
If you will be in the Chicago/Aurora, IL. area and think you can make the show, check out the details here and be sure to shoot us a message here so that we can meet up.
Sometimes I like to make your Twitter dreams come true. Click the photo for context.
The crystal flower anus? My own flourish…
I wish I had planned this CHSH outing better, as I felt I rushed through so many “hellos” and didn’t get to spend as much time catching up as I liked.
But some swift kicks in the ass and reflection make me shut up so I can focus on the good:
* Making new friends (more on them later)
* Absolutely falling in love with Elizabite’s baby.
* Seeing the crossover of my family meeting my internet family at the lobby.
* Finally meeting team Emergency Pants, Martin and Dave and SO many people I had no idea would be there.
* I finally ate BOZO’S DOGS and it was glorious.
* Goofing with two of the funniest people I have ever known on Tumblr, Yodelmachine and Katefeetie.
* Stacy taking time to hang out even though she was FILMING A DOCUMENTARY.
* POT ROAST.
Jason, Jess, Dan and Toni… you guys know how to throw a party.
I am so sorry to the people I told, “Be right back!” And didn’t finish our conversations. If you feel I blew you off, I SWEAR it wasn’t intentional, you forget so easily how overwhelming this can be. I am so sorry and hope I didn’t come off as a jerk.
I love you bastards and if you’ll excuse me, gonna continue my tradition of eating like I’m stilll on vacation because my bag is still unpacked.
I live in Texas. We never get enough snow for “Dibs” to be a thing here.
But it doesn’t mean I can’t make an early valentine for my Chicago peeps.
Maybe I should feel terrified or maybe I should be stressing over the the minutia of unmade preparations.
Instead, I’m overwhelmed with curiosity.
What will it really feel like to be a dad?
I think tj knocked it out of the park, but let me tell you why I think you and I are alike. You say you are not scared or overwhelmed, but curious.
I was the same with Molly. Remember, before I adopted Alex, He was my girlfriend’s son. He was 2 and a half when I met her, so I got all the fun, adorable stuff.
Jenni was on bed rest and Molly was coming, premature, no matter what we did. And yet, I just knew it would be fine.
I see you with Jess. I know you know what falling in love truly is. It may sound cheesy, but when you see that baby girl, it’s going to be love at first sight.
Things that were crucial before don’t mean shit. Things that you took for granted will be crucial.
The baby will be swaddled up tight, but when you look around your home, it will be like the terminator viewpoint. Assessing everything as DEATHTRAP. This is normal.
This is how it works.
From tomorrow on, you will spend the rest of your child’s life worrying about them. They will adore you for it, resent you for it, then … Full circle, appreciate you for it.
I tell people all the time one simple thing about parenthood: It is the most fun you will ever have being terrified.
NOW! Unsolicited advice time for game day tomorrow:
1. DO NOT refer to it as “game day.”
2. Control the room. Ever see ‘Knocked Up’ when he kicks the controlling sister out? If not, see if you can google the scene. It was actually spot on and PERFECT.
3. When the baby is born, be sure to make sure Jess gets a TON of attention. Nothing, I have heard pushes post partum more than no longer being the object of affection and appreciation. Especially after what she just did on her part.
Lastly, I would tell you to get that bond going fast, but I know already… You got this.
Oh, and make sure you have ‘em save that cord blood. It’s magic.
Good luck tomorrow, guys. Much love and wishes sent your way. You have my number, keep me posted.
As an early xmas gift to a handful of friends, I just wanted to share the one time I met and hung out with Joel Hodgson from the original Mystery Science Theater 3000.
We’re kind of best friends, it’s not a big deal, really.
I’m so happy for Jess for getting that job, but I got a business card from the Chiropractor she’s going to work for, and well… I’m just a little concerned.
People ask me how I can call internet friends real friends and how can I hold so much emotional weight over people I’ve met online?
Here’s a small example.
When I first starting following these two goofballs, I was struck with how funny they were, the originality in humor, their wit.
Individually, they were also pretty inspiring as layers were peeled back and you saw the heartbreak, the sadness, the tragedy and the reflection of lives lived outside of one liners.
I rooted for them both individually, and was surprised when I realized that they knew each other.
I grinned when I heard of long drives to meet in person for drinks.
I laughed when I was told by one of them that they were just friends.
I cheered when they finally broke what we all saw coming, that they were together.
I teared up when I saw how excited they were to share the news of the baby.
It’s been about a year when I would read their blogs and see heartache and worries about the future.
Now, I see them and there is excitement, hope, and lot’s and lot’s of laughs. There’s still worry and stress there, but not between them. And that’s what matters in the end.
Onward and upwards.
I love you guys, and I still root for you everyday.
So…
THAT’S why.
