Does everybody know how awesome and fantastic this song is?
They won’t let me embed, so you’ll have to click:
If you think you need some lovin’
See? Awesome, right?! They are even on MySpace like real indie rockers!
So those of you who were privileged to hear John Cougarstein’s Spbakt song will appreciate Pete Posing With A Supermarket Pie:
Those of you who were in the trenches of the Yankee Swap/No Yankee Swap debate will understand Pete’s point of view better when you see what we got at my family’s Swap. Please note that it inexplicably plays “La Vida Loca”.
Those of you who know I am not friking kidding when I say that my cousin lives in a McMansion and regularly spends over $100 on her tree each Christmas can glory in the following photo that depicts just one small section of her home (please note that I love my cousin, she is a lovely person and simply makes life choices that I do not):
Those of you who know me know that while I love my extended Eastern Mass. family I prefer to hang out with people like this:
and this:
and this:
When I ask her, while she is on her way to Webs, to see if there is any yarn there for Alice’s mitts, she not only does not judge, but she knows exactly what I am talking about.
I can’t stand checking my voice mail, so I signed up for Google Voice, which sends you an email when you get a message, and then translates it for you. My grandmother, born and raised in eastern MA, does not translate well, which is hilarious (to me). For example:
“part” = “pad”
“pictures” = “pitches”
“for” and “for her”, both = “far”
Now that I think about it, that really is what she sounds like, so I guess I can’t fault the machine.
I have been asked my opinion, and after much contemplation, this is my analysis:
“Max, you have to share. Barocket Obama made it a roo-wel.”
To help feed my growing obsession with 
while simultaneously fulfilling obligations, I talked on the radio about vampires and parenting.
I lost my voice yesterday. Audrey keeps asking why I am whispering. Finally I tell her, “I have what is called laryngitis.”
She thinks for a minute and says, “That’s a funny word for such a quiet thing.”
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