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So, David Byrne apparently did a few gigs recently (as discussed in his blog, scroll down to "June 27, Los Angeles")with the Extra Action Marching Band, which as far as I know is all that remains of the once mighty, awe-inspiring, never-to-be-surpassed entity of ecstasy, Crash Worship.

I'm guessing that Byrne's partially sufferable pretension, when matched with the fire/bumpin' horn section/wine cannon/flag-corps-whores/drum apocalypse madness of EAMB, made for a tremendous concert experience. Pity they didn't come through the Bay area :(

Parenting pop quiz

Calvin likes to be sung songs before bed. Unfortunately, most children's songs (and many others) have nonsense syllables in them, so when he asks for them by name, it can get complicated. Try to guess what song Calvin means when he says the following (easy ones first):

• Cradle and all


• Fidlee-i-Oh!


• Rolling home!


• What dee see?


• Fair Jata


• Jelly Stream!


• Up a Rail?


• Manadeedee!


• What Where? What Where? (trick question)


• Tickle-tee-tin? (Bonus round. Consider the parent in question)

Food stuff

God bless pitted fruit season. That's all I have to say about food for myself.

As for Calvin, he has much to say about food. Such as, "Want some more [whatever he just had]" or, "How about some avocado? Ok! More? More?" or, recently, speaking about his stuffed toy, "My kitty cat wants some goldfish, TOO!" This past weekend, after a disappointing lunch in which he did not get what he asked for, Calvin pointed to some scallions sitting in a basket near the sink and insisted, "I see more yams. Look Papa! There's some more yams, right over dere!" Although he was mistaken, the purpose was served, and we sallied forth on the bicycle ("Open up a garage door, go onna bike-a wide!") to procure additional yams for this week. He has been eating any/everything lately; we expect another growth spurt any time now, which is mildly frightening as he is already more than half as tall as his sister, who is no shrimp.