Archive for April, 2006

no kidding

Wednesday, April 19th, 2006

From the “well, duh” department, a new study: Sex cues ruin men’s decisiveness

urine gone

Monday, April 17th, 2006

You can hopefully tell that this is going to be an unpleasant story – the squeamish should look away.

Toby had an accident in the car yesterday – after convincing us that he totally didn’t need to go to the bathroom before we left to go to our friends’ house for dinner, it turned out that in fact he did need to go, which he did half-way there. We made the assumption that all we’d need to do would be to change his clothes and wash the cover of his car seat. Well we changed his clothes at the friends’ house, and the plan was to wash the car seat cover today – it didn’t seem that damp so would probably be fine. Emma just called me from home, having taken the cover off the seat, but in the process tipping the seat over, thereby emptying what I’m sure felt like a torrent of day-old pee (which had pooled in the base of Toby’s car seat) on herself and the car’s upholstery. Disaster. Needless to say, she was less than impressed, so I’m going to have to go out to Target tonight to pick up a bottle of aptly named Urine Gone (scroll half-way down this page for details.

baby tomkat

Thursday, April 13th, 2006

I posted a while ago about the weirdness of the whole Tom Cruise/Katie Holmes partnership, and specifically the spookiness of Scientology. Here’s a list of things to do with the upcoming birth of their child. Spooky in the extreme.

In local family news, I’ve been meaning to post about Toby’s grammar skills. He’s very good at getting the difference between the subject and object of a sentence, particularly when it comes to the correct use of “I” and “me”, which I think is pretty good in a three year old. The only time he gets it wrong is for particular emphasis. Last night, for example, Emma reached over to dip some food in the ketchup on Toby’s plate. He got kind of mad: “No, Mummy, don’t take my ketchup. It is only for I

riots

Thursday, April 13th, 2006

Our India office had to close early yesterday because there were riots in Bangalore due to the death of a major movie star. When I say “due to”, nobody has quite explained to me why fans were rioting, but apparently they were. I’m quite glad I wasn’t there – it sounds pretty scary.

prayer

Thursday, April 6th, 2006

I’m not sure what to make about this article about the power of prayer, or lack thereof. I do think that it shows the mismatch between faith and science, or faith and reason, for example the “Intelligent Design” movement trying to shoehorn creationism into science. And it also contributes further to my frustration at the people who would have been willing to trumpet the power or prayer if this study had “worked” – suggested that prayer did actually help the patients – and are making excuses for the fact that it clearly didn’t. I get the same feeling with other applications of prayer – if it works then God has answered our prayers, but if it doesn’t then …. who knows? Did you pray wrongly? Not hard enough? Do you just not understand what God wants? How about if your 2 year old child is very ill and you pray for her recovery but she dies anyway? Maybe it’s that sometimes it works and sometimes it doesn’t. For me it’s the usual thing that there may be a truth out there, but it gets so distorted by the “religious” that I get very frustrated with the whole situation.

the ballgame

Monday, April 3rd, 2006

I just got tickets for a Minnesota Twins game in May when two of my brothers will be here. Pretty decent seats too. Of course buying online works out to be more expensive than it should be – there’s a $3 per ticket convenience fee, plus a $3 fee for the whole transaction. And if you choose, you can pay $1.75 extra to print the tickets yourself from the computer. That’s right, for the privilege of doing your own printing, rather than having the tickets mailed to you, it costs you, the consumer and person who has to do extra work and use your own paper and printer ink, one dollar and seventy-five cents. So I didn’t go for that.