faulty vision
From the monthly archives: July 2009
I was getting Hobbes’s bottles for daycare ready in the kitchen when I heard the Guy in the living room, engaged in earnest discussion with the baby.
“No, you don’t want to read that. That’s a girl book. That’s for girls.”
…which puzzled me.
“What book?” I called over.
“A Hat Full of Sky,” [...]
“How do you think I’d look with dreads?” I asked, watching a woman cross our path in the parking lot at Target.
“Oh, you’d look great,” the Guy said.
“Shut up.”
“I’m being supportive.”
I eyed him suspiciously. He kept his eyes on the road. “Right,” I said.
“They’d make your head look big,” he [...]
Mom came to visit a couple of weeks ago on her way through town. There isn’t much to say about it, but as they say, picture’s worth a thousand words….
“I was having this discussion at work today,” I mentioned to the Guy one night, “where we were talking about my new haircut, and I told (name redacted) that (so-and-so) had said it made me look like a boy. And I said, ‘Thanks a lot,’ and so-and-so said, ‘I didn’t say it looked bad. I [...]
Mom, who came back to visit on her way from Santa Rosa to the San Jose airport this past weekend, was watching Hobbes try to eat a remote control. We keep several remote controls around the house purely for this purpose. They’re expensive toys, but he rejects Playskool and Lego in favor of Sony and [...]
As of today, it has been 15 years since my father passed away.
I think about him more and more these days. Playing with Hobbes brings him back to me in a curious way that I had never expected. My father loved children so much — so very, very much — and in so [...]
I cleared my throat. “Ahem,” I said. I actually said that. Ahem.
The guys in IT broke off their conversation to look at me. It had something to do with, I don’t know. Security patches and dinosaurs. Some sort of cartoon. “You need something?” one asked.
“It is possible,” I began carefully, “that someone in [...]
Mom came for a visit this past weekend on her way to her yearly Santa Rosa violin workshop. It took Hobbes only a few minutes to warm up to her; in almost no time flat they were engaged in their little mutual adoration society. While Mom continued to marvel over Hobbes’s development, Hobbes continued to [...]
There was a time not so long ago when a vacation would mean sleeping in until the wee small hours of the afternoon, then lazily getting up and eating a bowl of ramen, watching some TV, getting in some hard core computer games — or maybe even a book — and then rolling back into [...]
I’ve been meaning to post pictures of this for a while, but for one reason or another I never got around to it. A while back, my friend Angela asked what she could make for Hobbes.
“We like Totoro,” I told her.
“I never got into that,” she said. “Some things I get, [...]
The brain is not an equal opportunities organ, it seems. An imaging study of Chinese and Caucasian people has found that their brains respond less strongly to the pain of strangers whose ethnicity is different when compared with strangers of their own race.
Brain’s response muted when we see other races in pain, New [...]
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