What are You doing right now?

["couldbecousin"]

OMFG!!!


winding down, I am.  My son is not and he has a long way to go, yet.  I am planning to feed him buttloads of sugar and make him crash.


We went to a downtown jazz fest at the county seat where we live. It was "Jazz on the Square"   (the square is where they erected a courthouse in the eighteen sixties) this evening..    My son fell in love with the star female, string player, of the band. I decided to promote this and I bought him two CDs. I always carry a pen (and a knife and a way to make fire and a way to write stuff and a way to feed ourselves for twenty four hours and a way ... get it?  I was, as always, prepared for the journey) and I had the leader of the jazz band sign both CDs to him. (He is not even at a stage where he can conceive of how difficult it was to bust through all the twunts and make it up to her face. That will come later.)

This is his first personally autographed CD from a "star" whose show he has attended.  I know how to get past crowds and how to make a stance before a "star".  He did not know that I was being a fucking ninja, but he will learn. I had to be somewhat forceful to even get some facetime with the star, but I just powered into the crowd and got up to her with my son and she "had a cow"  to find out about his knowledge of jazz after we talked a bit. I was a bastard to many who went there, in order to get him up close to her, but I know how to do this from many years of experience.

We did good!  He has two new CDs, both signed to him and she "asked for him to contact her via email"  lOl!!

   for doing whatever it takes to nurture your son's love of music!

[DirtDawg]

I edited to add more detail, but this is what I do for my kids any time I have the chance.


I am their first teacher.

[DirtDawg]

I thought the sugars would end this stimming event with my son, but now he wants to eat meat!!




This night is not done, yet.


:thawing burgers and melting cheese:

[Eclair]

OMFG!!!


winding down, I am.  My son is not and he has a long way to go, yet.  I am planning to feed him buttloads of sugar and make him crash.


We went to a downtown jazz fest at the county seat where we live. It was "Jazz on the Square"   (the square is where they erected a courthouse in the eighteen sixties) this evening..    My son fell in love with the star female, string player, of the band. I decided to promote this and I bought him two CDs. I always carry a pen (and a knife and a way to make fire and a way to write stuff and a way to feed ourselves for twenty four hours and a way ... get it?  I was, as always, prepared for the journey) and I had the leader of the jazz band sign both CDs to him. (He is not even at a stage where he can conceive of how difficult it was to bust through all the twunts and make it up to her face. That will come later.)

This is his first personally autographed CD from a "star" whose show he has attended.  I know how to get past crowds and how to make a stance before a "star".  He did not know that I was being a fucking ninja, but he will learn. I had to be somewhat forceful to even get some facetime with the star, but I just powered into the crowd and got up to her with my son and she "had a cow"  to find out about his knowledge of jazz after we talked a bit. I was a bastard to many who went there, in order to get him up close to her, but I know how to do this from many years of experience.

We did good!  He has two new CDs, both signed to him and she "asked for him to contact her via email"  lOl!!

   for doing whatever it takes to nurture your son's love of music!

I think it was more than nurturing his love of music 

[DirtDawg]

OMFG!!!


winding down, I am.  My son is not and he has a long way to go, yet.  I am planning to feed him buttloads of sugar and make him crash.


We went to a downtown jazz fest at the county seat where we live. It was "Jazz on the Square"   (the square is where they erected a courthouse in the eighteen sixties) this evening..    My son fell in love with the star female, string player, of the band. I decided to promote this and I bought him two CDs. I always carry a pen (and a knife and a way to make fire and a way to write stuff and a way to feed ourselves for twenty four hours and a way ... get it?  I was, as always, prepared for the journey) and I had the leader of the jazz band sign both CDs to him. (He is not even at a stage where he can conceive of how difficult it was to bust through all the twunts and make it up to her face. That will come later.)

This is his first personally autographed CD from a "star" whose show he has attended.  I know how to get past crowds and how to make a stance before a "star".  He did not know that I was being a fucking ninja, but he will learn. I had to be somewhat forceful to even get some facetime with the star, but I just powered into the crowd and got up to her with my son and she "had a cow"  to find out about his knowledge of jazz after we talked a bit. I was a bastard to many who went there, in order to get him up close to her, but I know how to do this from many years of experience.

We did good!  He has two new CDs, both signed to him and she "asked for him to contact her via email"  lOl!!

   for doing whatever it takes to nurture your son's love of music!

I think it was more than nurturing his love of music 

You mean, not only HIS love of music, MY OWN as well, right?


While this is true, I live through his eyes, these days.

[DirtDawg]

Without his "awakening to the wonders of the world" eyes, I would have stayed home.

["couldbecousin"]

I thought the sugars would end this stimming event with my son, but now he wants to eat meat!!




This night is not done, yet.


:thawing burgers and melting cheese:

What a perfect ending to a great evening...homemade cheeseburgers...  

[Eclair]

OMFG!!!


winding down, I am.  My son is not and he has a long way to go, yet.  I am planning to feed him buttloads of sugar and make him crash.


We went to a downtown jazz fest at the county seat where we live. It was "Jazz on the Square"   (the square is where they erected a courthouse in the eighteen sixties) this evening..    My son fell in love with the star female, string player, of the band. I decided to promote this and I bought him two CDs. I always carry a pen (and a knife and a way to make fire and a way to write stuff and a way to feed ourselves for twenty four hours and a way ... get it?  I was, as always, prepared for the journey) and I had the leader of the jazz band sign both CDs to him. (He is not even at a stage where he can conceive of how difficult it was to bust through all the twunts and make it up to her face. That will come later.)

This is his first personally autographed CD from a "star" whose show he has attended.  I know how to get past crowds and how to make a stance before a "star".  He did not know that I was being a fucking ninja, but he will learn. I had to be somewhat forceful to even get some facetime with the star, but I just powered into the crowd and got up to her with my son and she "had a cow"  to find out about his knowledge of jazz after we talked a bit. I was a bastard to many who went there, in order to get him up close to her, but I know how to do this from many years of experience.

We did good!  He has two new CDs, both signed to him and she "asked for him to contact her via email"  lOl!!

   for doing whatever it takes to nurture your son's love of music!

I think it was more than nurturing his love of music 

You mean, not only HIS love of music, MY OWN as well, right?


While this is true, I live through his eyes, these days.

Cute....no, I meant that you could see, music aside, that the singer was an angel in his eyes.....and did what you could to be his wingman and get him to the girl.

["couldbecousin"]

OMFG!!!


winding down, I am.  My son is not and he has a long way to go, yet.  I am planning to feed him buttloads of sugar and make him crash.


We went to a downtown jazz fest at the county seat where we live. It was "Jazz on the Square"   (the square is where they erected a courthouse in the eighteen sixties) this evening..    My son fell in love with the star female, string player, of the band. I decided to promote this and I bought him two CDs. I always carry a pen (and a knife and a way to make fire and a way to write stuff and a way to feed ourselves for twenty four hours and a way ... get it?  I was, as always, prepared for the journey) and I had the leader of the jazz band sign both CDs to him. (He is not even at a stage where he can conceive of how difficult it was to bust through all the twunts and make it up to her face. That will come later.)

This is his first personally autographed CD from a "star" whose show he has attended.  I know how to get past crowds and how to make a stance before a "star".  He did not know that I was being a fucking ninja, but he will learn. I had to be somewhat forceful to even get some facetime with the star, but I just powered into the crowd and got up to her with my son and she "had a cow"  to find out about his knowledge of jazz after we talked a bit. I was a bastard to many who went there, in order to get him up close to her, but I know how to do this from many years of experience.

We did good!  He has two new CDs, both signed to him and she "asked for him to contact her via email"  lOl!!

   for doing whatever it takes to nurture your son's love of music!

I think it was more than nurturing his love of music 

You mean, not only HIS love of music, MY OWN as well, right?


While this is true, I live through his eyes, these days.

Cute....no, I meant that you could see, music aside, that the singer was an angel in his eyes.....and did what you could to be his wingman and get him to the girl.

Dad as ninja/wingman/teacher/mentor/bodyguard. Cool. 

[DirtDawg]

I thought the sugars would end this stimming event with my son, but now he wants to eat meat!!




This night is not done, yet.


:thawing burgers and melting cheese:

What a perfect ending to a great evening...homemade cheeseburgers... 

Almost ready.

I am a little surprised at his appetite. It is late for us and he ate  quite well several hours ago.

I will be away for a bit.

My daughter spent time at her friend's house and has already passed out on the couch in front of "Spirit,"  a Disney movie.

My son not only asked for meat, but he immediately scarfed down half a bag of pecans during the movie, before he asked for a burger.

This eleven year old boy is demanding proteins after an encounter with a talented and lovely woman in her thirties!!

(should I really be enabling this behavior?   HELL YEAH!!)

[Eclair]

I thought the sugars would end this stimming event with my son, but now he wants to eat meat!!




This night is not done, yet.


:thawing burgers and melting cheese:

What a perfect ending to a great evening...homemade cheeseburgers...  

Almost ready.

I am a little surprised at his appetite. It is late for us and he ate  quite well several hours ago.

I will be away for a bit.

My daughter spent time at her friend's house and has already passed out on the couch in front of "Sprint,"  a Disney movie.

My son not only asked for meat, but he immediately scarfed down half a bag of pecans during the movie, before he asked for a burger.

This eleven year old boy is demanding proteins after an encounter with a talented and lovely woman in her thirties!!

(should I really be enabling this behavior?   HELL YEAH!!)

He is building his strength to be a He Man, like his father.

["couldbecousin"]

I am getting    as I post!

[odeon]

OMFG!!!


winding down, I am.  My son is not and he has a long way to go, yet.  I am planning to feed him buttloads of sugar and make him crash.


We went to a downtown jazz fest at the county seat where we live. It was "Jazz on the Square"   (the square is where they erected a courthouse in the eighteen sixties) this evening..    My son fell in love with the star female, string player, of the band. I decided to promote this and I bought him two CDs. I always carry a pen (and a knife and a way to make fire and a way to write stuff and a way to feed ourselves for twenty four hours and a way ... get it?  I was, as always, prepared for the journey) and I had the leader of the jazz band sign both CDs to him. (He is not even at a stage where he can conceive of how difficult it was to bust through all the twunts and make it up to her face. That will come later.)

This is his first personally autographed CD from a "star" whose show he has attended.  I know how to get past crowds and how to make a stance before a "star".  He did not know that I was being a fucking ninja, but he will learn. I had to be somewhat forceful to even get some facetime with the star, but I just powered into the crowd and got up to her with my son and she "had a cow"  to find out about his knowledge of jazz after we talked a bit. I was a bastard to many who went there, in order to get him up close to her, but I know how to do this from many years of experience.

We did good!  He has two new CDs, both signed to him and she "asked for him to contact her via email"  lOl!!

   for doing whatever it takes to nurture your son's love of music!

I think it was more than nurturing his love of music 

You mean, not only HIS love of music, MY OWN as well, right?


While this is true, I live through his eyes, these days.

Cute....no, I meant that you could see, music aside, that the singer was an angel in his eyes.....and did what you could to be his wingman and get him to the girl.

Yeah, that's what I thought was so great about it too.

[RageBeoulve]

The news, listening to this, , trolling a bunch of sites, loling at something I thought of from yesterday.

[odeon]

Writing an XProc script.