Categories: General
recently nuala came up so we could attend the buffy musical experience (rocky horror picture show-esque) in san francisco. here are some pictures from the weekend while she was here. we made t-shirts for the musical showing with fave quotes from buffy. genius. kristen’s got complimented by the buffy impersonator herself. delightful time was had by all and i shall treasure my “grr, argh” monster forever and ever.
Categories: General
yesterday i went to ellie’s for hang-outs and saw her enormous baby (lucas) and made dinosaur sponge capsules with tyler. (thank you to kristen for giving me the sponges, and thanks to ellie, tyler, and lucas for the good times.)
The Story of Butt-Hands
Tyler puts his hands down the back of his pants and grins at me with all the deviltry of a 3 year old.
“Tyler,” I say, “Do you have to go to the bathroom?”
“Nooooooooooo…”
“Then why are your hands down your pants?”
“I’m scratching my butt!”
“That’s disgusting! You have butt-hands!”
“I’m going to touch you with my butt-hands!”
“NOOOOOOOOO!!! EWWWW!!! GROSSS!!! ARGH!!! BUTT-HANDS!!! ELLIEEEEE!!!!”
A little later Tyler and I happily sit around a bowl of steaming hot water pushing the dinosaur sponge capsules to sink with paintbrushes.
“What do you think this yellow one will be, Tyler?” I ask politely, all memory of the Butt-Hands Incident erased from my mind by the advent of incipient sponges.
“T-Rex!” He yells gleefully.
“I hope it’s a stegosaurus. Or a plesiosaurus. I like them.”
“T-Rex!”
“WHEN WILL IT BE A SPONGE ALREADY? MY TURN! I’M SO IMPATIENT!”
Patience wears thin. And then the yellow one turns out to be one of the stupid ones that look like flying squirrels. Tyler and I are despondent. We put in 3 more capsules.
“Maybe this blue one will be a stegosaurus…”
“T-Rex….”
Finally, after two pterodons, 2 freaky old lady dinosaurs, and THREE flying squirrels, there is a red T-Rex and a yellow stegosaurus. Tyler and I are in Heaven.
“Tyler, I’m a T-Rex!” I yell while holding my flailing arms up to my chest so they are little arm stumps. “I’m going to get you with my stumpy T-Rex arms!”
“Butt-hands!” He counters.
“ARGH! NO! T-REX CAN’T REACH HIS BUTT! STUPID LITTLE ARMS!”