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It's all in the timing

(Clara is getting up at night to pee. She holds a small cat robot as she sits on the toilet. She is not entirely awake, and very groggy.)

Clara: Mom?

Katherine: Yes?

C: (pause) Mom—…

K: Yes.

C: The only thing… (pause) that Kitty likes…

(long pause)

K: Yes?

C: … is the smell…

(long, long pause)

C: … of wildflowers.

Words for E week

Clara: This week is E week at school!

Timothy: That’s Exciting.

Katherine: Let’s see how many Extra E-words we can find. Elephant, and Egg…

(many fine words are named)

K: Oh - and here’s a good one: Eye. It doesn’t sound like an E word, does it? Hm, anything that starts with Ep-… Ep-…

Clara: Epinephrine?

K: … ah… yeah, that’s a very good E word!

Finally getting albums posted

I’ve now got the first batch of songs moved over from my old music page. It’s my most recent album (now nine years old), called off line. Took me a while to work out the right way to represent songs and albums in the Drupal content management system, but now it’s all quite easy to deal with and I hope that (and my weakness for shiny new technologies) will help accelerate the process.

Billions of memories

Clara and Dad are walking to school.

Clara: I love when you drop me off at school and pick me up.

Dad: Yeah, I think yesterday was the first time I ever did both.

C: Yeah. You know what, Dad?

D: What?

C: I love you… ten hundred million!

D: Well thanks!

C: …Is that even a number?

D: Well, ten hundreds is a thousand, and a thousand millions is a billion. So it’s a billion. And that’s a number.

C: Dad?

D: Yes?

C: I’ll always remember you.

D: That’s so nice. I’ll always remember you too.

Obama Day

(As Dad sings the first of the usual bedtime songs, Clara has her eyes closed but is smiling. He finishes the first song.)

Clara: Dad? You know why I was smiling?

Timothy: No, why?

C: It was because I had a funny dream that made me happy.

T: Uh huh?

C: I dreamed I was Obama. (rolls over, goes to sleep)

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