Dr. Horrible, and Other Random Thoughts

I guess I should have titled this, "Other Random Thoughts, and Dr. Horrible" so it suggested the right order.  It didn't have the same ring to it though.

Other Thought 1:

Babies make you dumber.

It's true.  You know it, I know it, everybody knows it, and it's so accepted it has become normative.  For example, Mickaela is 10 months old now .  Isn't she cute?  

Yes.  Yes she is.  But not always.  Mickaela doesn't like getting into the car to go places, which is pretty typical for a kid.  The car seat must be traumatic or something.  Anyway, since the daily ritual of getting Mickaela into the car usually wound up with her in tears, Millie, being the sweet hearted mother she is, decided to start distracting her when she puts Mika in the car seat.  How you might ask?  Good question.  She... wee di wee di wee's her.  If you don't know what that means, I'm not surprised, but don't worry it isn't obscene.  She just makes her voice really high pitched, and starts squealing wee di wee di wee di wee di wee at Mickaela.  

It isn't a phrase often used in daily conversation, except among monkeys, and perhaps among Tribbles, or when talking to babies.  Make no mistake, it is also only one of many ridiculous sounds both she and I make at, or because of our baby.  

It's almost as though in trying to get Mickaela to learn English the two of us are active regressing.  Future updates are planned as I attempt to chronicle our precipitous return to our Cro-Magnon roots.


Other Thought 2:  

Houses are a lot of work.

Before you buy your first one, you don't really understand just how much work they are.  It's all HGTV, and interior design, and a pathway to financial independence.  Then... you movie in.  We (The Lesko's) have been hanging out in Frisco for just over 2 years, which really isn't a long time in the life of a house.  And yet... the Max, the grass, the laundry, the dishes, the hot water heater, the fence, the dishwasher, the microwave, and the refrigerator all seem to be marshaling their forces on a weekly basis for an assault against my free time.  I envision my enemies as an organized Posse.  

Now you understand why yard work makes me insane... or maybe you understand how being insane makes me want to carry a firearm while doing yard work.  



Dr. Horrible: 

Dr. Horrible and his Sing-Along Blog is Neil Patrick Harris' second foray into the realm of TV doctors, and let me say, this one is considerably more awesome than Doogie Howser.  He has an ambition, a nemesis, an unrequited love, a freeze ray, a Bad Horse, an Evil League of Evil, Wonderflonium, a strange side kick, and many more glorious moments.  It's the story of the true American Dream all wrapped up in harmonic amazing, and glorious hilarity.  I highly recommend it.  If you're interested, just set aside 45 minutes and enjoy.  I've linked to it... as part 1 of my nefarious plot to conquer the world.  Watch and be thrilled. PG-13.


This video expired on Hulu.  Sadly.  I tell you this though.  It was amazing, and you should google it if you can.

This concludes our post for today.