The cats have learned that when Dr. Mrs. Hatrack goes to bed they get treats but they tend to extend that idea to include every time somebody goes down the hallway. Tonight it was WinnieTheWoot’s turn to be followed by the furry entourage.
We’re sitting here watching last night’s episode of Timeless, in which our plucky time travellers have gone back to 1927 Paris. Shortly after arrival the team heads to a nightclub where a young black woman is singing on stage.
WinnieTheWoot and I were getting dinner put together so we asked Dr. Mrs. Hatrack what we had recorded on the DVR to watch tonight.
WinnieTheWoot was making ganache for peanut butter sandwich cookies last night and the first batch wasn’t enough. I had already tossed the whisk from the first batch into a bowl of water to soak and she needed it to make the second batch.
In which an email conversation takes an odd turn and ends up in a completely different place than where it started.
Dr. Mrs. Hatrack emailed me this morning because her external hard drive is starting to fritz out and she wanted me to start shopping for a new one. To get an idea of what to look for I asked her how big the current one is.
Did you know that you can eat sharks at the Shedd Aquarium? They’re a surprisingly mild fish.
Here we are looking for something to watch on Netflix that we’ll all agree on and we haven’t seen before. So we take the algorithm’s suggestion and check out Republic of Doyle. On comes Walter (he’s the lawyer on the left there).
The remote control was missing. My cat was likely sleeping on top of it so WinnieTheWoot picked her up by her scruff to find it.* Which led the cat to complain that she was cathandled** or was she girlhandled? When one is manhandling is it that the man is being handled or that the man is doing the handling?
WinnieTheWoot has gone to her room to play Dragon Age. A couple minutes later she comes back out walking quickly toward me on the couch with her index finger extended. I hear:
We’re sitting here, watching Daredevil (as one does with one’s daughter) and we get to a scene where Karen is in the office looking at a mysterious shoebox sitting on her desk. As she slowly reaches out to take off the lid...
Time to play the casting game again. We were driving down to pick up WinnieTheWoot from school yesterday and to pass the time we had another round of The Casting Couch. The goal this time is to find a new cast for Leverage using existing characters from other TV shows. Here's what we came up with:
I'm in the kitchen and can hear that WinnieTheWoot is watching Good Eats but we have last week's episode of The Strain to catch up on so I ask her if it's a good episode.
...a little too seriously. She sent me this in an email.
Mrs. Hatrack doesn't wear her hearing aids while she's driving but since she usually listens to NPR on the way to work it's not a big deal. This morning she heard a story about how the porn industry would be adversely affected by the weather. Rather than questioning if she heard that correctly she spent the next few…
WinnieTheWoot got out of bed this morning and asked "What are we going to do today, Brian*?" To which the only appropriate response was "The same thing we do everyday, Punky**."
I'm making breakfast this morning when WinnieTheWoot comes into the kitchen and gives me her usual affectionate greeting, a boop on the nose with her nose.*
On the last leg of our journey home from Atlanta we drove past one of the landfills in suburban Detroit (insert your own joke here). WinnieTheWoot was in the passenger seat next to me looking out the window.