Wednesday, October 26, 2016

Tuesday, October 25, 2016

Post-Apocalyptic Payphone

So, I went around on Sunday for about two hours, looking for scenes that I could photograph and use for landscapes in Surreal Situations. And, actually, I did pretty well. Someone had cleaned up the area I most wanted to use, which was disappointing personally but not a bad thing overall. However, I found a couple of nice alternatives, and got some pictures.

The difficulty, of course, is that the current setting for Surreal Situations is about three years into the Zombie Apocalypse. That means that I really need to avoid any kind of setting where someone has clearly been mowing the lawn. Also, any kind of setting with cars, unless I can find some cars that are weathered, rusted, covered in dirt, and whose tires have given way to rotting rubber.

The photo I was really hoping to get this weekend was a badly overgrown playground, but a lawnmower and a coat of paint has taken it completely out of my genre.

But, having spent about two hours driving around to grimy, overgrown areas and taking pictures of them, I decided it was time to get back to my father's house and collect the boys. I was all done for the day, I was going to drive straight back.

Then, on the way back, by the side of a major highway, I found a post-apocalyptic payphone:

I was a little later getting back than I'd expected, obviously.

Friday, October 21, 2016


Secondborn charges into the room with a Nerf sword. Secondborn attacks Daddy, landing a flurry of blows.

Daddy feints, disarms, and tosses the Nerf weapon onto the bench behind him. Secondborn squeaks and runs away.

Secondborn returns with a Nerf axe. Daddy disarms him. Secondborn squeaks and runs away.

Daddy sits down and tries to preview some music.

Secondborn comes screaming back into the room with another Nerf sword and begins to attack with a flurry of blows.

Daddy dodges, disarms him, and sends him back out of the room.

Daddy begins to settle back onto the bench.

Secondborn makes a run for the Nerf armory in his closet...

The battle, it seems, is far from over -- but the threat of Bedtime looms ever closer.

Back at work...

Right, so:

Both boys are at school. I have already spoken with the school nurse and brought her up to speed. I finished that just in time to handle a couple of technical issues. Now, I shall attempt to catch up on my email again.

Surviving a zombie apocalypse might actually be easier.

Thursday, October 20, 2016

A Perfect Storm of Maladies

After considerable effort and no small amount of driving, I have tracked down some Pinworm medication and gotten it into Secondborn. I'll give his brother a dose this evening as well, just to be safe. The plan, as given to me by their pediatrician, is to wait a week after that and then give them another dose.

Meanwhile, Secondborn has developed some kind of rash, primarily on his face, so I've also given him some Benadryl. He coughed hard enough and long enough to make himself throw up last night, so he's at home with me today. It's like a perfect storm of maladies. For the moment, I've asked him to stay out of the back yard and away from the fence beside the creek when he's playing outside at school. (The rash is mainly on the exposed portions of his body, and I'm suspicious that he may have brushed up against poison ivy or something similar.)

Right now, he's building a new Lego set and generally sounding pretty chipper, albeit with occasional coughs, so with any luck we're on our way back out of this.

Wednesday, October 19, 2016

Smells Like A Workday

Hazelnut coffee makes the hallway smell like popcorn here at work.

This is a distinctly mixed blessing.

Meanwhile, the discussion at Surreal Situations turns to the merits of guitars as a tool for survival.