The single meanest thing you can do...

The single meanest thing you can do..., originally uploaded by defmonk2007.

It's over for the poor kid. What kind of indignities is he made to suffer by virtue of his small size and sunny disposition? I don't know how he will ever live this down...will his Mom whip this out to discourage his dates?

Pole Jumping and More Earthly Pleasures...

Yahoo! Entertainment Offsite
Originally uploaded by defmonk2007

Like the love child of a Malibu wedding and a BellSouth field staff training camp, the Yahoo! Entertainment offsite embodied the best of both (I presume, since I've experienced neither) rubber chicken and pole climbing antics. I'm sooooo down with this -- my college years testify as to the high value of transcending momentary terror for a whole afternoon of free beer and picnic sports. I hobbled away smiling from this awesomely great day, having learned that messing with the Forza Azzurri in futbol and bocce is vastly more dangerous than a little pole work.

El Son te llamó...

I really did swear I was going to make a series of substantive posts before I resorted to the indulgent satisfaction of idolizing my own little family, but the lure of new gadgets and willing subjects were way to strong. So, here is the latest installment of the growing hundreds of indulgent images, with credit to my new nifty little flash camcorder and YouTube.

Johnny Cash Doggy Dog

I can't imagine my reaction if, in the early days of West Coast stylee, someone had told me:

"You will work for a large company that makes products that you can't hold in your hand. This company will tape performances of LA gangsta rappers in furtherance of the sale of luxury automobiles designed for soccer moms. Snoop Dog will offer props to the legendary country artist Johnny Cash and then bust his own twangy country rhyme replete with slide guitar. A black man named Obama will run against the wife of a philandering ex-President for the highest office in the land"

I am living in the future -- and it is sicker than I ever could have imagined. Sheitz, my iPhone rocks the Star Trek communicator hands down. As if you needed proof, here's our Live Sets taping of Snoop's down-home chicken and waffles country jam:

Don't Mess Wid Mah Monkey!

Last Weeks of Feb 2008, originally uploaded by defmonk2007.

I'm sure that buying a fuzzy electric monkey for an infant could lead to foster care.

Spa Life

Under the Wire, 18 February 2007 - 6 February 2008: Golden Pig

"Babies born in the "year of the golden pig" are believed to have good fortune and will lead a comfortable and wealthy life. [...]

People who believe in the year of the golden pig say the special year comes every 600 years. They came to this conclusion through calculations, using a combination of the Chinese zodiac and the yin and yang theory."

http://blog.foreignpolicy.com/node/3482

"My family already has two pigs, including my father, and I want to add one more pig," said a pregnant 28-year-old Beijing secretary who identified herself only as Ms. Lian.

"I guess three pigs will also bring luck to us," she explained. "Also, I believe people who are born in the Year of the Pig are honest, because my father is such a person."

http://www.washingtonpost.com/wp-dyn/content/article/2007/02/28/AR2007022802104.html

Oink, oink, little man.

Don't Be Eyeballin' Me....

2nd Week of Feb 2008, originally uploaded by defmonk2007.

He refuses to look at all his developmental toys and mobiles. But, geez, if his own hand starts moving (presumably of its own accord) -- oh, it's a party. Beats me.

So, What Happens After He Finds His Feet?

Older Every Day..., originally uploaded by defmonk2007.

I loaded the kid up with Lamaze-approved equipment scientifically designed to help him "find" his limbs. I'm really not sure what he intends once he finds them. A little salsa dancing? Galaxy open try-outs? A little stroll to pick up some Pinkberry's? Ha.

More Baby Tricks

More Baby Tricks, originally uploaded by defmonk2007.