These pictures of undersea volcanic eruptions near Tonga are extremely cool, even the ones that don't look like Cthulhu.
March 2009 Archives
[Watching the baby eagerly shove his fists into his mouth.]
Me: This boy's going to be a thumbsucker.
Her: I was a thumbsucker. That's why I needed braces.
Me: I never sucked my thumb because I didn't like getting saliva all over my hand. So I would just hold my thumb between my teeth.
Her: Fascinating.
Me: It was all well and good until that time in Verona when I was doing it and this guy came up to me and said, "Do you bite your thumb at me, sir?", and I said, "I bite my thumb," and he said "Do you bite your thumb at me, sir?", and I said, "I bite my thumb, I don't know what you want from me," and then Benvolio tried to smooth things over but there was a big swordfight and then my cousin fell in love with some chick and killed himself.
Her: What the hell?
[While discussing the gender normativity of Colorado suburbs as they relate to the possibility of our son being gay.]
Her: ... I mean, chances are he isn't gay, but if he is gay I don't want him to be plagued by all these social mores.
Me: [Singing.] When... your... neighbors all say that you shouldn't be gay, that's a more.
Her: That's really good.
Me: [Still singing.] When you're swimming and feel a big slippery eel, that's a moray.
Her: Not as good.
