<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11086336</id><updated>2011-11-30T13:47:00.892-08:00</updated><category term='FRT'/><category term='emotional blackmail'/><category term='reading'/><category term='challenges'/><category term='Wild Thing'/><category term='balloons'/><category term='frivolity'/><category term='anatomy'/><category term='food'/><category term='nightmares'/><category term='blowfish'/><category term='malapropisms'/><category term='scatology'/><category term='superheroism'/><category term='vermin'/><category term='Vegas'/><title type='text'>Partial View</title><subtitle type='html'>The obligatory blog.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://partialview.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11086336/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://partialview.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11086336/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Partial Viewer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13746655403122564463</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://www.tate.org.uk/britain/exhibitions/reynolds/img/boswell_rm.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>261</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11086336.post-5955172589245288519</id><published>2008-05-03T20:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-03T21:00:06.415-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Wild Thing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Vegas'/><title type='text'>Games people play</title><content type='html'>So, Wild Thing's great uncle has learned that it's dangerous to gloat when you defeat a four-year-old in a game of Uno. He got ejected from the game.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The GU commented that in Vegas they sometimes break your kneecaps when you go on a suspicious winning streak. WT immediately threatened to break his kneecaps. We worry how this new idea is going to play out at school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WT responded better to my comments about his style of dealing, which is pretty chaotic. I told him that wouldn't play in Vegas, though he could probably get away with it in Laughlin.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11086336-5955172589245288519?l=partialview.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://partialview.blogspot.com/feeds/5955172589245288519/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11086336&amp;postID=5955172589245288519' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11086336/posts/default/5955172589245288519'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11086336/posts/default/5955172589245288519'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://partialview.blogspot.com/2008/05/games-people-play.html' title='Games people play'/><author><name>Partial Viewer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13746655403122564463</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://www.tate.org.uk/britain/exhibitions/reynolds/img/boswell_rm.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11086336.post-1854648860785505394</id><published>2008-05-02T09:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-02T09:55:45.712-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='reading'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='challenges'/><title type='text'>Wild Thing update</title><content type='html'>Wild Thing is enjoying reading on his own a bit more now. He still prefers to be read to, mostly, but will wander off and read &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Curious George&lt;/span&gt; by himself from time to time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He's also mastered the rules to the card game Uno. When asked this morning whether he prefered Uno or Go Fish, he replied, "Uno. Because it's more challenging."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11086336-1854648860785505394?l=partialview.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://partialview.blogspot.com/feeds/1854648860785505394/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11086336&amp;postID=1854648860785505394' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11086336/posts/default/1854648860785505394'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11086336/posts/default/1854648860785505394'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://partialview.blogspot.com/2008/05/wild-thing-update.html' title='Wild Thing update'/><author><name>Partial Viewer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13746655403122564463</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://www.tate.org.uk/britain/exhibitions/reynolds/img/boswell_rm.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11086336.post-367973170040395770</id><published>2008-02-28T22:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-28T22:35:31.107-08:00</updated><title type='text'>An ambiguity</title><content type='html'>Tonight Wild Thing saw a sign that read, simply, "Watch Repair." He read the sign.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He paused, then asked "So ... Does that mean you can go there to watch repairs? Or do they repair watches?"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11086336-367973170040395770?l=partialview.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://partialview.blogspot.com/feeds/367973170040395770/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11086336&amp;postID=367973170040395770' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11086336/posts/default/367973170040395770'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11086336/posts/default/367973170040395770'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://partialview.blogspot.com/2008/02/ambiguity.html' title='An ambiguity'/><author><name>Partial Viewer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13746655403122564463</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://www.tate.org.uk/britain/exhibitions/reynolds/img/boswell_rm.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11086336.post-6921483958757863935</id><published>2008-01-18T12:18:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-18T12:20:34.861-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Postmodern fairy tales</title><content type='html'>Wild Thing (not yet a misnomer, though he is tamer than he used to be) is playing with some online coloring website. It's one of those where you click on a color and then click on some black-and-white picture on the screen to do some "virtual coloring."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WT is clicking everywhere; the whole scene is turning blue. He shouts,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Everyone's got a blue disease!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pause.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"They got it from a wicked giant."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11086336-6921483958757863935?l=partialview.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://partialview.blogspot.com/feeds/6921483958757863935/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11086336&amp;postID=6921483958757863935' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11086336/posts/default/6921483958757863935'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11086336/posts/default/6921483958757863935'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://partialview.blogspot.com/2008/01/postmodern-fairy-tales.html' title='Postmodern fairy tales'/><author><name>Partial Viewer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13746655403122564463</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://www.tate.org.uk/britain/exhibitions/reynolds/img/boswell_rm.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11086336.post-770124305038590841</id><published>2008-01-18T11:37:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-18T12:17:40.841-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Friday Random Ten: Intermittent Edition</title><content type='html'>1. "Rocky Dennis in Heaven"--Jens Lekman, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Oh You're So Silent Jens&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;2. "Section 19 (When the Fool Becomes a King)"--The Polyphonic Spree, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Together We're Heavy&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;3. "Sanchez"--Calexico, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Spoke&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;4. "Long is the Way"--Jehro, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Jehro&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;5. "Blues Chair"--Django Reinhardt, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Best Of&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;6. "Redwoods"--Hayward Williams, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Another Sailor's Dream&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;7. "You Are the Everything"--REM, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Green&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;8. "Oil in the Fields"--Paul Duncan, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Be Careful What You Call Home&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;9. "Another Radio Song"--Okkervil River, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Black Sheep Boy Appendix.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. "Broken Hearted Blues"--Etta Baker, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;One-Dime Blues&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11086336-770124305038590841?l=partialview.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://partialview.blogspot.com/feeds/770124305038590841/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11086336&amp;postID=770124305038590841' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11086336/posts/default/770124305038590841'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11086336/posts/default/770124305038590841'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://partialview.blogspot.com/2008/01/friday-random-ten-intermittent-edition.html' title='Friday Random Ten: Intermittent Edition'/><author><name>Partial Viewer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13746655403122564463</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://www.tate.org.uk/britain/exhibitions/reynolds/img/boswell_rm.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11086336.post-8172663827595956691</id><published>2007-12-07T16:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-07T22:33:43.735-08:00</updated><title type='text'>FRT: The easiest quarter draws to an end edition</title><content type='html'>1. Tin Pan Alley--Sunnyland Slim, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Sunnyland Train&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;2. Hobo's Blues--Paul Simon,&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Paul Simon&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;3. Feather--Page France, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Hello, Dear Wind&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;4. You're the Top--&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Ella Fitzgerald Sings the Cole Porter Songbook&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;5. Itzcuintli-Totzli Days--The Mountain Goats, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Beautiful Rat Sunset&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;6. I Wish I was a Mole in the Ground--Bascom Lamar Lunsford, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Ballads, Banjo Tunes, and Sacred Songs&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;7. No Self Control--Peter Gabriel, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Plays Live&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;8. Millionaire--The Eames Era. No idea where this came from.&lt;br /&gt;9. Coming in From the Cold--Bob Marley and the Wailers, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Uprising&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;10. Odds and Ends--Bob Dylan/The Band, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The Basement Tapes&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11086336-8172663827595956691?l=partialview.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://partialview.blogspot.com/feeds/8172663827595956691/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11086336&amp;postID=8172663827595956691' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11086336/posts/default/8172663827595956691'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11086336/posts/default/8172663827595956691'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://partialview.blogspot.com/2007/12/frt-easiest-quarter-draws-to-end.html' title='FRT: The easiest quarter draws to an end edition'/><author><name>Partial Viewer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13746655403122564463</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://www.tate.org.uk/britain/exhibitions/reynolds/img/boswell_rm.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11086336.post-1050858582677401802</id><published>2007-12-06T00:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-06T00:44:34.651-08:00</updated><title type='text'>New videos</title><content type='html'>Some recently uploaded videos of Wild Thing are available on Youtube. I'm not linking to them here but you can find them at&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://www.youtube.com/user/[my real name, no spaces]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11086336-1050858582677401802?l=partialview.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://partialview.blogspot.com/feeds/1050858582677401802/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11086336&amp;postID=1050858582677401802' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11086336/posts/default/1050858582677401802'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11086336/posts/default/1050858582677401802'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://partialview.blogspot.com/2007/12/new-videos.html' title='New videos'/><author><name>Partial Viewer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13746655403122564463</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://www.tate.org.uk/britain/exhibitions/reynolds/img/boswell_rm.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11086336.post-6211902477488556021</id><published>2007-12-04T18:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-05T07:36:37.532-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fussy reader</title><content type='html'>Mimi attempts to show Wild Thing the cover of &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.ceramicsmonthly.org/"&gt;Ceramics Monthly&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/span&gt; "Isn't that a pretty design?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wild Thing's reply: "Hmm. I don't want to look. I only like &lt;a href="http://www.newyorker.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;New Yorker&lt;/span&gt;s&lt;/a&gt;."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11086336-6211902477488556021?l=partialview.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://partialview.blogspot.com/feeds/6211902477488556021/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11086336&amp;postID=6211902477488556021' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11086336/posts/default/6211902477488556021'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11086336/posts/default/6211902477488556021'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://partialview.blogspot.com/2007/12/fussy-reader.html' title='Fussy reader'/><author><name>Partial Viewer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13746655403122564463</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://www.tate.org.uk/britain/exhibitions/reynolds/img/boswell_rm.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11086336.post-3750972126231017021</id><published>2007-12-03T19:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-03T19:44:21.154-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Potty blogging</title><content type='html'>Wild Thing used the potty at school today!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He was very proud ...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11086336-3750972126231017021?l=partialview.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://partialview.blogspot.com/feeds/3750972126231017021/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11086336&amp;postID=3750972126231017021' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11086336/posts/default/3750972126231017021'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11086336/posts/default/3750972126231017021'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://partialview.blogspot.com/2007/12/potty-blogging.html' title='Potty blogging'/><author><name>Partial Viewer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13746655403122564463</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://www.tate.org.uk/britain/exhibitions/reynolds/img/boswell_rm.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11086336.post-7864427909262254077</id><published>2007-11-30T10:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-30T10:51:05.735-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Reading</title><content type='html'>Wild Thing read &lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Happy-Birthday-Thomas-Step-Into-Reading-Step/dp/0679808094"&gt;this&lt;/a&gt; book by himself this morning. This was a positive development both because he read a book on his own and because it helped him cool off after getting angry with me this morning.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11086336-7864427909262254077?l=partialview.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://partialview.blogspot.com/feeds/7864427909262254077/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11086336&amp;postID=7864427909262254077' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11086336/posts/default/7864427909262254077'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11086336/posts/default/7864427909262254077'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://partialview.blogspot.com/2007/11/reading.html' title='Reading'/><author><name>Partial Viewer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13746655403122564463</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://www.tate.org.uk/britain/exhibitions/reynolds/img/boswell_rm.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11086336.post-281374853561139083</id><published>2007-11-30T10:03:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-30T10:48:16.409-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Friday Random Ten: Nothing Left to Burn Edition</title><content type='html'>1. "Calendar Girl"--Stars, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Set Yourself On Fire&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;2. "Why Don't You Stay Home--Nina Nastasia, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;On Leaving&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;3. "Black Wings--Tom Waits, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Bone Machine&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;4. "I'm Leaving Now"--Johnny Cash (with Merle Haggard), &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;American III: Solitary Man&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;5. "I'm Going to Walk Your Log"--Cat Iron, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Cat-Iron Sings Blues and Hymns&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;6. "Our Pasts, Like Lighthouses"--Rock Plaza Central, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Are We Not Horses?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. "You and I"--Ray Charles and Betty Carter, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Ray Charles and Betty Carter&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;8. "Saint Cloud"--Six Organs of Admittance, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;School of the Flower&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;9. "Song for a Clock"--Portastatic, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Be Still Please&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;10. "Quattro (World Drifts In)--Calexico, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Feast of Wire&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, off to the library ...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11086336-281374853561139083?l=partialview.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://partialview.blogspot.com/feeds/281374853561139083/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11086336&amp;postID=281374853561139083' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11086336/posts/default/281374853561139083'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11086336/posts/default/281374853561139083'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://partialview.blogspot.com/2007/11/friday-random-ten-nothing-left-to-burn.html' title='Friday Random Ten: Nothing Left to Burn Edition'/><author><name>Partial Viewer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13746655403122564463</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://www.tate.org.uk/britain/exhibitions/reynolds/img/boswell_rm.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11086336.post-1011244549661317805</id><published>2007-11-30T10:02:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-30T10:02:57.809-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Easy come, easy go</title><content type='html'>Things have cooled off with Adriana, I guess. Why? "She was rude to me." Oh well.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11086336-1011244549661317805?l=partialview.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://partialview.blogspot.com/feeds/1011244549661317805/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11086336&amp;postID=1011244549661317805' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11086336/posts/default/1011244549661317805'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11086336/posts/default/1011244549661317805'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://partialview.blogspot.com/2007/11/easy-come-easy-go.html' title='Easy come, easy go'/><author><name>Partial Viewer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13746655403122564463</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://www.tate.org.uk/britain/exhibitions/reynolds/img/boswell_rm.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11086336.post-8548824172550663432</id><published>2007-11-28T21:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-28T21:19:29.790-08:00</updated><title type='text'>It's love</title><content type='html'>Wild Thing was pensive on the bike ride home tonight. Then, abruptly, he blurted out, "I love Adriana!" Adriana is his favorite playmate at school. I guess things have taken a more serious turn. I asked him whether she knew yet; he replied that he'll tell her tomorrow.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11086336-8548824172550663432?l=partialview.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://partialview.blogspot.com/feeds/8548824172550663432/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11086336&amp;postID=8548824172550663432' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11086336/posts/default/8548824172550663432'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11086336/posts/default/8548824172550663432'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://partialview.blogspot.com/2007/11/its-love.html' title='It&apos;s love'/><author><name>Partial Viewer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13746655403122564463</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://www.tate.org.uk/britain/exhibitions/reynolds/img/boswell_rm.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11086336.post-8537934482607136455</id><published>2007-11-25T09:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-25T09:55:02.190-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The ADA in Action</title><content type='html'>Wild Thing this morning used his building blocks to construct a model city. He pointed to a strategically placed block: "That's the handicapped ramp."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11086336-8537934482607136455?l=partialview.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://partialview.blogspot.com/feeds/8537934482607136455/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11086336&amp;postID=8537934482607136455' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11086336/posts/default/8537934482607136455'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11086336/posts/default/8537934482607136455'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://partialview.blogspot.com/2007/11/ada-in-action.html' title='The ADA in Action'/><author><name>Partial Viewer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13746655403122564463</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://www.tate.org.uk/britain/exhibitions/reynolds/img/boswell_rm.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11086336.post-4077649928878492578</id><published>2007-11-21T09:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-21T09:33:23.950-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Joke</title><content type='html'>Wild Thing, to Overtired Spouse, at 6:20 this morning: Knock knock!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OS: Who's there?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WT: Ilove.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OS: Ilove who?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WT: I love you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He's still unclear on the whole knock-knock joke concept, but he certainly can charm his parents when he's got a mind to.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11086336-4077649928878492578?l=partialview.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://partialview.blogspot.com/feeds/4077649928878492578/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11086336&amp;postID=4077649928878492578' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11086336/posts/default/4077649928878492578'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11086336/posts/default/4077649928878492578'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://partialview.blogspot.com/2007/11/joke.html' title='Joke'/><author><name>Partial Viewer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13746655403122564463</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://www.tate.org.uk/britain/exhibitions/reynolds/img/boswell_rm.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11086336.post-1575430555251323889</id><published>2007-11-18T10:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-18T10:41:41.269-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Cheesy musicals in the canyon</title><content type='html'>Yesterday we did part of &lt;a href="http://www.berryessatrails.org/guide/trailguide/coldcan.htm"&gt;this &lt;/a&gt;hike. We didn't make it up to the homestead, much less the spectacular view, but it's a pleasant-smelling and relaxing trip along the canyon floor. Best of all, from Wild Thing's perspective, it got us out into nature where, if we were lucky, we might stumble upon the magical town of Brigadoon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mind you, he hasn't actually seen &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Brigadoon&lt;/span&gt; yet, though we are going to a showing this afternoon (if he can calm himself enough to sit through part of it). But for some reason the idea has really, um, enchanted him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Indeed, he is so invested in the tale that his own biological functions appear to be necessary to the functioning of the town and its spell. For example, he informed us that his own flatulence gave the town the energy to appear. "If I don't have gas, then it won't appear again." For this reason, he informed us, it wouldn't be necessary for him to say "excuse me."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11086336-1575430555251323889?l=partialview.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://partialview.blogspot.com/feeds/1575430555251323889/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11086336&amp;postID=1575430555251323889' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11086336/posts/default/1575430555251323889'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11086336/posts/default/1575430555251323889'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://partialview.blogspot.com/2007/11/cheesy-musicals-in-canyon.html' title='Cheesy musicals in the canyon'/><author><name>Partial Viewer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13746655403122564463</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://www.tate.org.uk/britain/exhibitions/reynolds/img/boswell_rm.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11086336.post-7940183364971650150</id><published>2007-11-18T10:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-18T10:24:46.001-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Tale of Gothie</title><content type='html'>Wild Thing told me a story this morning and asked me to transcribe it for him. (OK, he didn't use the term "transcribe.") I thought I'd share it here. It's not bad, considering it was composed entirely while he was sitting on his potty chair.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once there was a little boy named Gothie. He went outside and played when nobody was looking. Then along came a woman who didn't know where he was and he ran away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then the woman found the boy, and she threw him into a cage.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then along came a man who put the boy in a different cage with no toys and nobody to play with. The boy scraped his knee on the hardwood floor and then he bonked his head on the metal bars above him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then a witch came and asked the boy if he wanted to escape on her broom. She said, "I'm nice."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The boy did--and he was saved from the wicked old bad guys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THE END.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11086336-7940183364971650150?l=partialview.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://partialview.blogspot.com/feeds/7940183364971650150/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11086336&amp;postID=7940183364971650150' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11086336/posts/default/7940183364971650150'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11086336/posts/default/7940183364971650150'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://partialview.blogspot.com/2007/11/tale-of-gothie.html' title='The Tale of Gothie'/><author><name>Partial Viewer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13746655403122564463</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://www.tate.org.uk/britain/exhibitions/reynolds/img/boswell_rm.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11086336.post-3394654204551796071</id><published>2007-11-16T14:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-18T10:23:22.315-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Friday Random Ten: Breathing Room Edition</title><content type='html'>Oh, why not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. "Lovely Rita"--The Beatles, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;St. Pepper's Lonely Hearts Club Band&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;2. "Settled Down"--Richard Buckner, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Bloomed&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;3. "Baltimore"--Lyle Lovett, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Joshua Judges Ruth&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;4. "Pony"--Tom Waits, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Mule Variations&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;5. "Wanted Man"--Johnny Cash, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The Essential Johnny Cash&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;6. "Promised Land"--Johnny Allen, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Alligator Stomp&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;7. "Tears of Rage"--Bob Dylan/The Band, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Basement Tapes&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;8. "Yardbird Suite"--Charlie Parker, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Ornithology&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;9. "Names and Dates and Times"--Ani DiFranco, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Puddle Dive&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;10. "Pili Pili"--Ernest Ranglin, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;In Search of the Lost Riddim&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11086336-3394654204551796071?l=partialview.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://partialview.blogspot.com/feeds/3394654204551796071/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11086336&amp;postID=3394654204551796071' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11086336/posts/default/3394654204551796071'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11086336/posts/default/3394654204551796071'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://partialview.blogspot.com/2007/11/friday-random-ten-breathing-room.html' title='Friday Random Ten: Breathing Room Edition'/><author><name>Partial Viewer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13746655403122564463</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://www.tate.org.uk/britain/exhibitions/reynolds/img/boswell_rm.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11086336.post-6363173851545031514</id><published>2007-11-14T18:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-14T18:57:55.804-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Benchmarks and signposts</title><content type='html'>Brief notes on a few recent developments.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Wild Thing's reading skills are still growing. He's gaining confidence and can often read a complete sentence and make sense of it with a bit of prompting. He still jumps to guess a word on the basis of a couple of letters sometimes, but is increasingly patient enough to sound them out. He still limits most of his reading to things he's not officially supposed to be reading; his own books he's much rather we read to him most of the time, so we learn about new words he knows when he reads them off a sign.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;WT also has found his first teacher that he actively doesn't like. It's not entirely clear what happened, but there seems to have been some sort of diaper change/potty usage dispute. Whatever the cause, he will now announce on the weekend--"It's not a school day? Good. Now I don't have to see Vanessa!"*&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;The return from daylight savings time has been hard on everyone's sleep schedule...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* Not her real name, of course ...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11086336-6363173851545031514?l=partialview.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://partialview.blogspot.com/feeds/6363173851545031514/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11086336&amp;postID=6363173851545031514' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11086336/posts/default/6363173851545031514'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11086336/posts/default/6363173851545031514'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://partialview.blogspot.com/2007/11/benchmarks-and-signposts.html' title='Benchmarks and signposts'/><author><name>Partial Viewer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13746655403122564463</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://www.tate.org.uk/britain/exhibitions/reynolds/img/boswell_rm.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11086336.post-8275132241829809425</id><published>2007-11-02T21:48:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-11-02T21:48:58.211-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ear Infections: No Fun</title><content type='html'>The subject line says it all. Sleep? What's that?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11086336-8275132241829809425?l=partialview.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://partialview.blogspot.com/feeds/8275132241829809425/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11086336&amp;postID=8275132241829809425' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11086336/posts/default/8275132241829809425'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11086336/posts/default/8275132241829809425'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://partialview.blogspot.com/2007/11/ear-infections-no-fun.html' title='Ear Infections: No Fun'/><author><name>Partial Viewer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13746655403122564463</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://www.tate.org.uk/britain/exhibitions/reynolds/img/boswell_rm.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11086336.post-2928651722366741139</id><published>2007-10-29T23:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-29T23:35:02.041-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Prefixes</title><content type='html'>Tonight, Wild Thing was grumpy. He was tired and had a lingering low-grade fever. So it's not surprising that he got angry with us and decided to go mess up the living room. After moving some boxes and toys around, he returned to the kitchen and proudly proclaimed, "Daddy, I un-cleaned the living room."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11086336-2928651722366741139?l=partialview.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://partialview.blogspot.com/feeds/2928651722366741139/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11086336&amp;postID=2928651722366741139' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11086336/posts/default/2928651722366741139'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11086336/posts/default/2928651722366741139'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://partialview.blogspot.com/2007/10/prefixes.html' title='Prefixes'/><author><name>Partial Viewer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13746655403122564463</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://www.tate.org.uk/britain/exhibitions/reynolds/img/boswell_rm.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11086336.post-2984806300735808709</id><published>2007-10-21T21:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-21T22:09:51.146-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Obviously, this whole "coming back online" business was somewhat oversold</title><content type='html'>But I am going to try to start updating this again at least weekly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wild Thing has been less wild over the last week or so. Something seems finally to have clicked with him--this ability to regulate emotion that we've been reading about is finally starting to kick in, I think. Part of this might be sleep-related, too--he's sleeping about as much as he did six months ago, but he seems to need it a bit less. He is decidedly tired at the end of the day, but he no longer seems completely drained before we even start eating dinner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tonight I expected a relapse at dinnertime. He'd been acting a little testy, and when we asked him to wash his hands for dinner, he initiated the startup procedure for a meltdown: yelling, taking a tiny little swing at me, crying. But: he then announced that he was going upstairs to take a nap. He disappeared for a few minutes, and then came back downstairs with equilibrium restored. He announced that starting he was never going to cry again and would always listen to us from now on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, we want to keep reassuring him that crying is fine and all that. But this sort of self-calming is something that he's really mastered only in the last little bit. And WOW is it a relief ...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11086336-2984806300735808709?l=partialview.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://partialview.blogspot.com/feeds/2984806300735808709/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11086336&amp;postID=2984806300735808709' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11086336/posts/default/2984806300735808709'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11086336/posts/default/2984806300735808709'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://partialview.blogspot.com/2007/10/obviously-this-whole-coming-back-online.html' title='Obviously, this whole &quot;coming back online&quot; business was somewhat oversold'/><author><name>Partial Viewer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13746655403122564463</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://www.tate.org.uk/britain/exhibitions/reynolds/img/boswell_rm.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11086336.post-3970528905782770472</id><published>2007-10-21T21:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-21T21:57:49.240-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Romantic poetry for preschoolers</title><content type='html'>Wild Thing's latest obsession is pirates. Tonight at dinner, he made the following request:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Daddy, can you tell me a story about the buccaneer who shot the bird? Not about the time he shot the bird--a different story."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was at something of a loss. Buccaneers shooting birds? I thought he'd perhaps picked something up from the cover of one of the various eighteenth-century travel narratives I have lying around the house. Then it dawned on me ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;About two weeks ago, at something of a loss when asked for a story to tell him, I for some reason offered him summary version of Coleridge's "&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/The_Rime_of_the_Ancient_Mariner"&gt;The Rime of the Ancient Mariner&lt;/a&gt;." This is what he gets for having an English professor for a father. I usually assume these things are like water off a duck's back, but apparently this one stuck with him. I told him that, given the nature of the Mariner's story, there could be no other stories about him, but that I'd happily tell him a story about a different buccaneer. Happily, this proved to be an acceptable alternative.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11086336-3970528905782770472?l=partialview.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://partialview.blogspot.com/feeds/3970528905782770472/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11086336&amp;postID=3970528905782770472' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11086336/posts/default/3970528905782770472'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11086336/posts/default/3970528905782770472'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://partialview.blogspot.com/2007/10/wild-things-latest-obsession-is-pirates.html' title='Romantic poetry for preschoolers'/><author><name>Partial Viewer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13746655403122564463</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://www.tate.org.uk/britain/exhibitions/reynolds/img/boswell_rm.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11086336.post-4110462635117675932</id><published>2007-09-12T22:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-12T22:13:03.665-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Coming back online!</title><content type='html'>The relocation is mostly accomplished, so soon tales of wonder and cuteness will resume.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11086336-4110462635117675932?l=partialview.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://partialview.blogspot.com/feeds/4110462635117675932/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11086336&amp;postID=4110462635117675932' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11086336/posts/default/4110462635117675932'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11086336/posts/default/4110462635117675932'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://partialview.blogspot.com/2007/09/coming-back-online.html' title='Coming back online!'/><author><name>Partial Viewer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13746655403122564463</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://www.tate.org.uk/britain/exhibitions/reynolds/img/boswell_rm.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11086336.post-7621138936619839280</id><published>2007-08-15T21:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-15T21:47:53.108-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ow</title><content type='html'>Making corrections to your dissertation footnotes is not good for the health of your back. Just in case you were wondering.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11086336-7621138936619839280?l=partialview.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://partialview.blogspot.com/feeds/7621138936619839280/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11086336&amp;postID=7621138936619839280' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11086336/posts/default/7621138936619839280'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11086336/posts/default/7621138936619839280'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://partialview.blogspot.com/2007/08/ow.html' title='Ow'/><author><name>Partial Viewer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13746655403122564463</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://www.tate.org.uk/britain/exhibitions/reynolds/img/boswell_rm.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11086336.post-7220054304285931096</id><published>2007-08-10T11:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-10T11:43:07.220-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Preschooler with a Thousand Faces</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Raven-Trickster-Tale-Pacific-Northwest/dp/0152024492/ref=sr_1_1/104-6325493-9039908?ie=UTF8&amp;s=books&amp;amp;qid=1186770987&amp;sr=8-1"&gt;This book &lt;/a&gt;is a current favorite with Wild Thing. There are a slew of these "trickster" books for kids, and I'm planning to look for a few more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oddly, though, I noticed this morning that the author, Gerald McDermott, is a consultant for the &lt;a href="http://www.jcf.org/about_jcf.php?PHPSESSID=3c1d2fda2b06cc1210dc86b821fd84d2"&gt;Joseph Campbell Foundation&lt;/a&gt;. Who knew that such an entity existed? Apparently they're trying to indoctrinate my son with dangerous ideas about comparative mythology.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, the book is good. We may go for &lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Zomo-Rabbit-Trickster-Tale-Africa/dp/0152010106/ref=sr_1_5/104-6325493-9039908?ie=UTF8&amp;amp;s=books&amp;qid=1186771066&amp;amp;sr=1-5"&gt;this one&lt;/a&gt; next.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11086336-7220054304285931096?l=partialview.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://partialview.blogspot.com/feeds/7220054304285931096/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11086336&amp;postID=7220054304285931096' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11086336/posts/default/7220054304285931096'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11086336/posts/default/7220054304285931096'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://partialview.blogspot.com/2007/08/preschooler-with-thousand-faces.html' title='Preschooler with a Thousand Faces'/><author><name>Partial Viewer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13746655403122564463</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://www.tate.org.uk/britain/exhibitions/reynolds/img/boswell_rm.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11086336.post-8514535090143483771</id><published>2007-08-10T11:05:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-10T11:35:49.240-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Friday Random Ten: Strange Forms of Life</title><content type='html'>1. "Strange Form of Life"--Bonnie "Prince" Billy, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The Letting Go.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. "It's a Curse"--Wolf Parade, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Apologies to the Queen Mary&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;3. "Darkness on the Edge of Town"--Bruce Springsteen, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Darkness on the Edge of Town&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;4. "It'll Never Happen Again"--Tim Hardin, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Person to Person&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;5.&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;"Riley"--Joe Armstrong and Group&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;, Southern Journey, Vol. 13: Earliest Times&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;6. "Meaulnes"--Palace Brothers, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Days in the Wake&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;7. "Peg &amp; Awl"--Carolina Tar Heels, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Anthology Of American Folk Music, Vol. 1A: Ballads&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;8. "I Believe"--Louis Armstrong, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Blues for Yesterday&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;9. "Road Movie to Berlin"--They Might Be Giants, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Flood&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;10. "Maine Island Lovers"--Okkervil River, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Down the River of Golden Dreams&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11086336-8514535090143483771?l=partialview.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://partialview.blogspot.com/feeds/8514535090143483771/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11086336&amp;postID=8514535090143483771' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11086336/posts/default/8514535090143483771'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11086336/posts/default/8514535090143483771'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://partialview.blogspot.com/2007/08/friday-random-ten-strange-forms-of-life.html' title='Friday Random Ten: Strange Forms of Life'/><author><name>Partial Viewer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13746655403122564463</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://www.tate.org.uk/britain/exhibitions/reynolds/img/boswell_rm.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11086336.post-7545141926449818931</id><published>2007-08-09T22:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-09T22:10:45.077-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Back, sort of</title><content type='html'>Busy busy busy. I almost forgot about this whole blog thing. But, since I'm here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tonight we went to a concert in a local park. They're free, and there's one every week all summer. Tonight was a local country band, mostly doing covers of classics by George Jones and Johnny Cash and that sort of thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the way home, we checked in with Wild Thing. "So, did you like the music?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WT pauses. "Yeah."  Another pause. "Was it Japanese?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess he needs a more thorough introduction into American musical genres.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11086336-7545141926449818931?l=partialview.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://partialview.blogspot.com/feeds/7545141926449818931/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11086336&amp;postID=7545141926449818931' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11086336/posts/default/7545141926449818931'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11086336/posts/default/7545141926449818931'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://partialview.blogspot.com/2007/08/back-sort-of.html' title='Back, sort of'/><author><name>Partial Viewer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13746655403122564463</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://www.tate.org.uk/britain/exhibitions/reynolds/img/boswell_rm.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11086336.post-5962453652466654859</id><published>2007-07-20T08:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-20T19:35:58.537-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='frivolity'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='FRT'/><title type='text'>The Intermitent Random Ten: A, B, W edition</title><content type='html'>OK, now that things are sort of under control again, at least for the moment, I should be able to offer some intermittent posts again. Including ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Westfall--Okkervil River, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Don't Fall in Love with Everyone You See&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;2. Bone Chain--Tom Waits, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Orphans&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;3. Again--Bill Frisell, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;with Dave Holland and Elvin Jones&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;4. All Mine--Portishead, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Portishead&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;5. Beautiful--Me'Shell Ndegocello, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Bitter&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;6. I Had No Intentions--Damienn Jurado, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;And Now That I'm In Your Shadow&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;7. Black Eyed Man--Cowboy Junkies,&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Black Eyed Man.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. Georgia--The Viking Moses, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Crosses&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;9. Boot Hill--Johnny Winter, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Alligator Records 20th Anniversary Collection&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;10. Blues for Yesterday--Louis Armstrong,&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Blues for Yesterday&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11086336-5962453652466654859?l=partialview.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://partialview.blogspot.com/feeds/5962453652466654859/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11086336&amp;postID=5962453652466654859' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11086336/posts/default/5962453652466654859'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11086336/posts/default/5962453652466654859'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://partialview.blogspot.com/2007/07/intermitent-random-ten-b-w-edition.html' title='The Intermitent Random Ten: A, B, W edition'/><author><name>Partial Viewer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13746655403122564463</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://www.tate.org.uk/britain/exhibitions/reynolds/img/boswell_rm.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11086336.post-2918876761173688950</id><published>2007-06-29T23:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-29T23:37:29.740-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Passed on without comment</title><content type='html'>Wild Thing, watching Julie Andrews performing in &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The King and I&lt;/span&gt; on Youtube:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I wish I was her."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmmm.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11086336-2918876761173688950?l=partialview.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://partialview.blogspot.com/feeds/2918876761173688950/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11086336&amp;postID=2918876761173688950' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11086336/posts/default/2918876761173688950'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11086336/posts/default/2918876761173688950'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://partialview.blogspot.com/2007/06/passed-on-without-comment.html' title='Passed on without comment'/><author><name>Partial Viewer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13746655403122564463</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://www.tate.org.uk/britain/exhibitions/reynolds/img/boswell_rm.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11086336.post-5519559593259951281</id><published>2007-06-29T23:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-29T23:34:33.852-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Friday Random Ten: Skipping the Details Edition</title><content type='html'>1. "I Won't Back Down"--Johnny Cash, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;American III: Solitary Man&lt;/span&gt;. Not my favorite song on this record; one of his few covers from this period that doesn't improve on the original.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. "In the Backseat"--Arcade Fire, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Funeral&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. "On a Clear Day (You Can See Forever)"--Frank Sinatra, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Strangers in the Night.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. "Fishermen, Strawberry and Devil Crab"--Miles Davis, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Porgy and Bess&lt;/span&gt;. Ah, very nice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. "All Mine"--Portishead, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Portishead&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. "I Hate Banks"--Mojo Nixon and Skid Roper, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Frenzy&lt;/span&gt;. Crude populism at its best.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. "Ronnie and Neil"--Drive-By Truckers, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Southern Rock Opera&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. "Don't Hurt Me"--The Spectacular Fantastic, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Goes Underground&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. "Promising Actress"--John Vanderslice, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Cellar Door&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. "Lay Down the Law"--My Dad is Dead, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Let's Skip the Details&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11086336-5519559593259951281?l=partialview.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://partialview.blogspot.com/feeds/5519559593259951281/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11086336&amp;postID=5519559593259951281' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11086336/posts/default/5519559593259951281'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11086336/posts/default/5519559593259951281'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://partialview.blogspot.com/2007/06/friday-random-ten-skipping-details.html' title='Friday Random Ten: Skipping the Details Edition'/><author><name>Partial Viewer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13746655403122564463</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://www.tate.org.uk/britain/exhibitions/reynolds/img/boswell_rm.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11086336.post-8967876581921484906</id><published>2007-06-22T20:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-22T20:22:45.963-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Flavors for discerning consumers</title><content type='html'>Wild Thing ate his first gummy bears tonight. Sorting through them prior to biting, he began guessing their flavors. The yellow: "banana." The red? "Raspberry."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He picked up the bright green one, quizzically.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Cucumber?"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11086336-8967876581921484906?l=partialview.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://partialview.blogspot.com/feeds/8967876581921484906/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11086336&amp;postID=8967876581921484906' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11086336/posts/default/8967876581921484906'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11086336/posts/default/8967876581921484906'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://partialview.blogspot.com/2007/06/flavors-for-discerning-consumers.html' title='Flavors for discerning consumers'/><author><name>Partial Viewer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13746655403122564463</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://www.tate.org.uk/britain/exhibitions/reynolds/img/boswell_rm.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11086336.post-4342768487174976123</id><published>2007-06-22T20:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-22T20:15:25.924-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Evaluation</title><content type='html'>Wild Thing, teasingly: "Daddy, you're lame!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: "WT, that's not a nice thing to say. Where did you learn that?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WT: (pause... then) "Daddy, what does 'lame' mean?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: "Um ... well, I guess it means 'not very good.'"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WT: "Oh. So you mean broccoli is lame to me?"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11086336-4342768487174976123?l=partialview.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://partialview.blogspot.com/feeds/4342768487174976123/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11086336&amp;postID=4342768487174976123' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11086336/posts/default/4342768487174976123'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11086336/posts/default/4342768487174976123'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://partialview.blogspot.com/2007/06/evaluation.html' title='Evaluation'/><author><name>Partial Viewer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13746655403122564463</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://www.tate.org.uk/britain/exhibitions/reynolds/img/boswell_rm.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11086336.post-1656069456440556632</id><published>2007-06-17T00:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-17T22:34:30.999-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='superheroism'/><title type='text'>I will be your hero</title><content type='html'>Superman's powers, according to Wild Thing:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Super hammock-pushing ability.&lt;br /&gt;2. Super tree-climbing ability.&lt;br /&gt;3. Super marching-band-leading ability.&lt;br /&gt;4. Very strong.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11086336-1656069456440556632?l=partialview.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://partialview.blogspot.com/feeds/1656069456440556632/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11086336&amp;postID=1656069456440556632' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11086336/posts/default/1656069456440556632'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11086336/posts/default/1656069456440556632'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://partialview.blogspot.com/2007/06/i-will-be-your-hero.html' title='I will be your hero'/><author><name>Partial Viewer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13746655403122564463</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://www.tate.org.uk/britain/exhibitions/reynolds/img/boswell_rm.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11086336.post-8470850866808620850</id><published>2007-06-15T11:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-17T22:34:46.923-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='FRT'/><title type='text'>Friday!</title><content type='html'>1. Subterranean Homesick Blues--Bob Dylan, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Bringing It All Back Home&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;2. Buford Stick (The Legend of Sheriff Buford Pusser)--Drive-By Truckers, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The Dirty South&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;3. In the Ghetto--Elvis Presley, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The Essential&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;4. Hold On Magnolia--Songs: Ohia, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The Magnolia Electric Co&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;5. Your Song--Elton John, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Very Best of&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;6. "She Belongs to Me"--Bob Dylan, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Bringing it All Back Home&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;7. Moon Dreams--Miles Davis, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Birth of the Cool&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;8. If I Have To Go--Tom Waits, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Orphans&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;9. Sweet Lady--Tim Hardin, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Person to Person&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:11;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Peter Mulvey - Every Word Except Goodbye, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The Trouble with Poets&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11086336-8470850866808620850?l=partialview.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://partialview.blogspot.com/feeds/8470850866808620850/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11086336&amp;postID=8470850866808620850' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11086336/posts/default/8470850866808620850'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11086336/posts/default/8470850866808620850'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://partialview.blogspot.com/2007/06/friday.html' title='Friday!'/><author><name>Partial Viewer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13746655403122564463</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://www.tate.org.uk/britain/exhibitions/reynolds/img/boswell_rm.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11086336.post-3992307030347969837</id><published>2007-06-01T21:23:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-02T01:00:49.131-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='malapropisms'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='food'/><title type='text'>New directions in international cuisine</title><content type='html'>Wild Thing tonight was keeping the Overworked Spouse in "jail." Her sentence: 100 minutes for "running into the street."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It being dinnertime, he summoned me to provide OS with a meal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OS: "What sort of food is this, Wild Thing?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WT: "It's veterinarian food."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OS: "You mean vegetarian?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WT: "Um, yeah."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OS: "What would &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;veterinarian &lt;/span&gt;food be?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WT: "Oh, you know. Like Caribbean food! At the Caribbean restaurant!"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11086336-3992307030347969837?l=partialview.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://partialview.blogspot.com/feeds/3992307030347969837/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11086336&amp;postID=3992307030347969837' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11086336/posts/default/3992307030347969837'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11086336/posts/default/3992307030347969837'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://partialview.blogspot.com/2007/06/new-directions-in-international-cuisine.html' title='New directions in international cuisine'/><author><name>Partial Viewer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13746655403122564463</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://www.tate.org.uk/britain/exhibitions/reynolds/img/boswell_rm.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11086336.post-1830786995058170545</id><published>2007-06-01T11:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-01T15:02:08.823-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='frivolity'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='FRT'/><title type='text'>Friday Random Ten: Long Goodbyes edition</title><content type='html'>For those of you with no interest in this, cruise over to our Flickr page for some new photos ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. "World War III," Dos Gringos, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Live at the Sand Trap&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;2. "Johnny Come Home"--Fine Young Cannibals, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;These People Are Nuts!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. "Lazy Man"--Essex Green, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The Long Goodbye&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;4. "Dead and Lovely"--Tom Waits, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Real Gone&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;5. "Ngalam"--Orchestra Baobab, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Pirate's Choice&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;6. "Three O'Clock in the Morning"--Dexter Gordon, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The Blue Note Years&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;7. "Onukpa Scwarpo"--Bokoor Band, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Bokoor Beats&lt;/span&gt;. I haven't the faintest idea where this came from, but it's quite nice--lo-fi and rhythmic.&lt;br /&gt;8. "Dollars and Cents"--Radiohead, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Amnesiac&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;9. "Sounds Better in the Song"--Drive-by Truckers, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Decoration Day&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;10. "Dumb I Am"--Nina Nastatia, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;On Leaving&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;11. "Irene"--Leadbelly, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Leadbelly's Last Sessions&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11086336-1830786995058170545?l=partialview.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://partialview.blogspot.com/feeds/1830786995058170545/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11086336&amp;postID=1830786995058170545' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11086336/posts/default/1830786995058170545'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11086336/posts/default/1830786995058170545'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://partialview.blogspot.com/2007/06/friday-random-ten-long-goodbyes-edition.html' title='Friday Random Ten: Long Goodbyes edition'/><author><name>Partial Viewer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13746655403122564463</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://www.tate.org.uk/britain/exhibitions/reynolds/img/boswell_rm.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11086336.post-4092141234272236804</id><published>2007-05-25T20:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-25T20:38:04.611-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='anatomy'/><title type='text'>A system of tubes</title><content type='html'>Tonight we explained to Wild Thing how choking works. Two tubes in your neck, one for breathing, one for swallowing, etc. This explanation followed a minor incident in which WT got some carrot stuck in his throat while waving his head around madly at the table. Coughing ensued.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I finished my explanation and asked WT if he understood that his food had "gone down the wrong way."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Yeah. I think that piece of carrot went into my arm."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11086336-4092141234272236804?l=partialview.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://partialview.blogspot.com/feeds/4092141234272236804/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11086336&amp;postID=4092141234272236804' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11086336/posts/default/4092141234272236804'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11086336/posts/default/4092141234272236804'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://partialview.blogspot.com/2007/05/system-of-tubes.html' title='A system of tubes'/><author><name>Partial Viewer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13746655403122564463</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://www.tate.org.uk/britain/exhibitions/reynolds/img/boswell_rm.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11086336.post-2561557196562321470</id><published>2007-05-25T09:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-25T20:35:41.271-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='FRT'/><title type='text'>The Triumphant Return of the Friday Random Ten</title><content type='html'>1. "Lonely Weekends"--Charlie Rich, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Best of Sun Records V. 1&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;2. "Manha de Carnival"--Bola Sete, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Tour de Force&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;3. "I'm an Old Cowhand (From the Rio Grande)," Sonny Rollins, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Way Out West&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;4. "Lambori"--Batman Samini, downloaded from &lt;a href="http://bennloxo.com/"&gt;this marvelous site&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;5. "A Lover Sings," Billy Bragg, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Back to Basics&lt;/span&gt;. Ah, back to college.&lt;br /&gt;6. "Eighth Cognition/All You've Left," Six Organs of Admittance, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;School of the Flower&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;7. "We and Dem"--Bob Marley &amp; the Wailers, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Uprising&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;8. "Did it for Me"--The Spectacular Fantastic, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The Spectacular Fantastic Goes Underground&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;9. "Charley Patton Songs"--Gomez, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;How We Operate&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;10. "Mexican Special"--Rebirth Brass Band, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Feel Like Funkin' it Up&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11086336-2561557196562321470?l=partialview.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://partialview.blogspot.com/feeds/2561557196562321470/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11086336&amp;postID=2561557196562321470' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11086336/posts/default/2561557196562321470'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11086336/posts/default/2561557196562321470'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://partialview.blogspot.com/2007/05/triumphant-return-of-friday-random-ten.html' title='The Triumphant Return of the Friday Random Ten'/><author><name>Partial Viewer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13746655403122564463</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://www.tate.org.uk/britain/exhibitions/reynolds/img/boswell_rm.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11086336.post-1705889975125855632</id><published>2007-05-23T23:31:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-23T23:54:53.148-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Love and geography</title><content type='html'>Wild Thing is increasingly fond of describing his love for us in spatial terms. "Daddy? I love you all the way to Australia!" Very nice, and of course reminiscent of &lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/exec/obidos/ASIN/1564024733/$%7B0%7D"&gt;this&lt;/a&gt; book. Of late the comparisons have become charmingly incongruous. "Mommy? I love you all the way to the top of that tree. And, all the way to Pluto!"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11086336-1705889975125855632?l=partialview.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://partialview.blogspot.com/feeds/1705889975125855632/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11086336&amp;postID=1705889975125855632' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11086336/posts/default/1705889975125855632'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11086336/posts/default/1705889975125855632'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://partialview.blogspot.com/2007/05/love-and-geography.html' title='Love and geography'/><author><name>Partial Viewer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13746655403122564463</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://www.tate.org.uk/britain/exhibitions/reynolds/img/boswell_rm.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11086336.post-6524275637946079809</id><published>2007-05-20T22:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-20T23:04:04.786-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='nightmares'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='emotional blackmail'/><title type='text'>OK, let's get back on track</title><content type='html'>The last couple of weeks have been pretty crazy, between midterms and visits to our exploratory trip to our soon-to-be new home near the research university where we'll be next fall. But we do have a few Wild Thing tales kicking around, if I can remember them long enough to hack them out here in a timely way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The most telling, to me, is the new sympathy ploy. On Friday night, Overworked Spouse and I were watching a movie downstairs when Wild Thing (who sleeps upstairs) walked in distraught and frightened. I asked him if he'd had a bad dream; he nodded.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"What was it about?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Flies."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK, then. That insect unit at school is sinking in, I guess. But he calmed down with a bit of snuggling and was able to get back to sleep quickly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He clearly remembered the snuggling part better than the dream itself, though. For the last two nights he's been coming out of his bedroom before he falls asleep. "I had a bad dream, daddy," he says, not looking the least bit frightened.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They learn quickly, don't they?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11086336-6524275637946079809?l=partialview.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://partialview.blogspot.com/feeds/6524275637946079809/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11086336&amp;postID=6524275637946079809' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11086336/posts/default/6524275637946079809'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11086336/posts/default/6524275637946079809'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://partialview.blogspot.com/2007/05/ok-lets-get-back-on-track.html' title='OK, let&apos;s get back on track'/><author><name>Partial Viewer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13746655403122564463</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://www.tate.org.uk/britain/exhibitions/reynolds/img/boswell_rm.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11086336.post-3303785490537162657</id><published>2007-05-07T13:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-07T13:31:44.320-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blowfish'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='balloons'/><title type='text'>Attack of the blowfish</title><content type='html'>On Saturday we visited a lovely public market in North Vancouver. It's a lively place, full of food stands, wee shops, and vendors dispensing free balloons to the kids. Wild Thing was riding atop my shoulders, red balloon held high, when Overworked Spouse spotted a fish market. "WT, do you want to see a real live crab?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Yeah!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Approaching the counter, we heard a loud pop overhead. Sadly, Wild Thing's balloon had met its only natural predator--the carcass of a blowfish (or several, actually) bedecking the entryway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was some sadness, but it was worth it in my view to hear my son say resignedly, "I had a balloon, but then a blowfish popped it."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11086336-3303785490537162657?l=partialview.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://partialview.blogspot.com/feeds/3303785490537162657/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11086336&amp;postID=3303785490537162657' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11086336/posts/default/3303785490537162657'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11086336/posts/default/3303785490537162657'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://partialview.blogspot.com/2007/05/attack-of-blowfish.html' title='Attack of the blowfish'/><author><name>Partial Viewer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13746655403122564463</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://www.tate.org.uk/britain/exhibitions/reynolds/img/boswell_rm.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11086336.post-5192493832667056935</id><published>2007-05-04T00:56:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-26T10:27:18.815-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vermin'/><title type='text'>Learning new things</title><content type='html'>Did you know that rats can swim up sewer pipes into your toilet?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, neither did I, until about 20 minutes ago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eeeeeewwwww!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11086336-5192493832667056935?l=partialview.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://partialview.blogspot.com/feeds/5192493832667056935/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11086336&amp;postID=5192493832667056935' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11086336/posts/default/5192493832667056935'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11086336/posts/default/5192493832667056935'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://partialview.blogspot.com/2007/05/learning-new-things.html' title='Learning new things'/><author><name>Partial Viewer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13746655403122564463</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://www.tate.org.uk/britain/exhibitions/reynolds/img/boswell_rm.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11086336.post-781406797004796080</id><published>2007-05-02T21:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-02T21:47:20.450-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Truth in advertising</title><content type='html'>Sign seen on the back of an early-90s Honda minivan:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"For sale, $2,000. Sweet ride."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Standards for sweetness are slipping, apparently.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11086336-781406797004796080?l=partialview.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://partialview.blogspot.com/feeds/781406797004796080/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11086336&amp;postID=781406797004796080' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11086336/posts/default/781406797004796080'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11086336/posts/default/781406797004796080'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://partialview.blogspot.com/2007/05/truth-in-advertising.html' title='Truth in advertising'/><author><name>Partial Viewer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13746655403122564463</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://www.tate.org.uk/britain/exhibitions/reynolds/img/boswell_rm.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11086336.post-3915205613178373678</id><published>2007-04-29T15:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-07T13:32:57.682-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='scatology'/><title type='text'>More scatology</title><content type='html'>Where do they learn this stuff?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wild Thing, sitting down to breakfast: "This yogurt tastes like .... a GIANT ... HAIRY .... POOP!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Um, yuk. Hairy?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11086336-3915205613178373678?l=partialview.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11086336/posts/default/3915205613178373678'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11086336/posts/default/3915205613178373678'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://partialview.blogspot.com/2007/04/more-scatology.html' title='More scatology'/><author><name>Partial Viewer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13746655403122564463</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://www.tate.org.uk/britain/exhibitions/reynolds/img/boswell_rm.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11086336.post-3420630382128364667</id><published>2007-04-28T23:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-29T15:03:48.454-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Input, Output</title><content type='html'>Today at the farmers market, we were enjoying our meals (Ethiopian veggies, a salmon burger, and rice with peanut sauce--guess who ordered what?) when Wild Thing put down his bottle of water and offered the following public service announcement:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Putting down a bottle of water.) "I'm drinking water. AND, I have water coming out of my penis! I'm intending to pee!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's nothing one can really say to that.( I suppose I could have pointed out that he was using the verb "intending" incorrectly, but that didn't seem to address the real issue, somehow.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I should note that this "intention" in no way seems to imply any related intention to actually use the toilet with any regularity.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11086336-3420630382128364667?l=partialview.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://partialview.blogspot.com/feeds/3420630382128364667/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11086336&amp;postID=3420630382128364667' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11086336/posts/default/3420630382128364667'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11086336/posts/default/3420630382128364667'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://partialview.blogspot.com/2007/04/input-output.html' title='Input, Output'/><author><name>Partial Viewer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13746655403122564463</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://www.tate.org.uk/britain/exhibitions/reynolds/img/boswell_rm.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11086336.post-602977758229769924</id><published>2007-04-28T08:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-28T10:19:28.341-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Basic anatomy</title><content type='html'>Yesterday I tried to explain to Wild Thing what was going on inside his head. (Not that I understand it myself.) "Wild Thing, what's inside your head?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;WT&lt;/span&gt;: I don't know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Me&lt;/span&gt;: Well, you have bones inside your head. And inside the bones ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;WT, interrupting&lt;/span&gt;: Daddy, I know YOU are inside my heart!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(I know, it's  a little Hallmarkish, and he's just repeating something he picked up somewhere, but it still bought him a pretty big hug.)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11086336-602977758229769924?l=partialview.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://partialview.blogspot.com/feeds/602977758229769924/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11086336&amp;postID=602977758229769924' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11086336/posts/default/602977758229769924'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11086336/posts/default/602977758229769924'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://partialview.blogspot.com/2007/04/basic-anatomy.html' title='Basic anatomy'/><author><name>Partial Viewer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13746655403122564463</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://www.tate.org.uk/britain/exhibitions/reynolds/img/boswell_rm.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11086336.post-8454009726414482479</id><published>2007-04-27T20:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-27T20:15:07.161-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Science Notes: Bubbles</title><content type='html'>Wild Thing's bath time lately is almost entirely devoted to experiments with air pressure. He doesn't know that's what it's called--not yet!--but his favorite pastime is to hold a sippy cup under the water and watch the bubbles come out. "They're filled with air!" he says, quite pleased with himself. He pulls the lid of the cup off. "Where did all the air go?" he asks with a sly grin.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11086336-8454009726414482479?l=partialview.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://partialview.blogspot.com/feeds/8454009726414482479/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11086336&amp;postID=8454009726414482479' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11086336/posts/default/8454009726414482479'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11086336/posts/default/8454009726414482479'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://partialview.blogspot.com/2007/04/science-notes-bubbles.html' title='Science Notes: Bubbles'/><author><name>Partial Viewer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13746655403122564463</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://www.tate.org.uk/britain/exhibitions/reynolds/img/boswell_rm.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11086336.post-1504645504750827865</id><published>2007-04-27T20:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-27T20:18:20.448-07:00</updated><title type='text'>But is it art?</title><content type='html'>This &lt;a href="http://www.xmarkjenkinsx.com//outside.html"&gt;gallery&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.xmarkjenkinsx.com//outside.html"&gt; &lt;/a&gt;needs no comment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Via the marvelous &lt;a href="http://3quarksdaily.blogs.com"&gt;3 Quarks Daily&lt;/a&gt;.)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11086336-1504645504750827865?l=partialview.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://partialview.blogspot.com/feeds/1504645504750827865/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11086336&amp;postID=1504645504750827865' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11086336/posts/default/1504645504750827865'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11086336/posts/default/1504645504750827865'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://partialview.blogspot.com/2007/04/but-is-it-art.html' title='But is it art?'/><author><name>Partial Viewer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13746655403122564463</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://www.tate.org.uk/britain/exhibitions/reynolds/img/boswell_rm.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11086336.post-2825173254566565378</id><published>2007-04-27T13:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-27T20:12:36.990-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Friday Random Ten: Lucky, Sane, and Patient Edition</title><content type='html'>1. "Cocody Rock"--Alpha Blondy, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Best of&lt;/span&gt;. I still remember hearing this song blasting from a cheap stereo at a sidewalk restaurant in Dakar in 1994.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. "Focus on Sanity"--Ornette Coleman, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The Shape of Jazz to Come&lt;/span&gt;. Good advice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. "Patience Like Job"--Sunnyland Slim, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Sunnyland Train.&lt;/span&gt; I don't think it was this song that he was playing when I stumbled upon him doing a show in the student center back in college. Still, memories.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. "Duck Walk"--Ada C. Washington, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Aunty K n'Em(tm) in Pigsburgh(tm)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;. Hmm. More up Wild Thing's alley.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. "Heartbeat," Angela Desveaux, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Wandering Eyes&lt;/span&gt;. Memo to self: buy this album.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. "Lucky Ball and Chain"--They Might Be Giants, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Flood&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. "Who'd Stop the Rain"--Dressy Bessy, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Electrified&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. "Little Johnny Brown"--The Reeltime Travelers, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Reeltime Oldtime String Band Music&lt;/span&gt;. I have no idea where this came from. But it's pretty good stuff if you like music that sounds just like you would think it would sound based on the name of this album.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. "Before My Time"--Johnny Cash, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;American III: Solitary Man&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. "Lucky"--Radiohead, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;OK Computer&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11086336-2825173254566565378?l=partialview.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://partialview.blogspot.com/feeds/2825173254566565378/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11086336&amp;postID=2825173254566565378' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11086336/posts/default/2825173254566565378'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11086336/posts/default/2825173254566565378'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://partialview.blogspot.com/2007/04/friday-random-ten-lucky-sane-and.html' title='Friday Random Ten: Lucky, Sane, and Patient Edition'/><author><name>Partial Viewer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13746655403122564463</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://www.tate.org.uk/britain/exhibitions/reynolds/img/boswell_rm.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11086336.post-3981583861559506441</id><published>2007-04-21T08:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-21T08:32:27.481-07:00</updated><title type='text'>No substitutions</title><content type='html'>Wild Thing is holding his small Pooh doll with one hand and pretending to slice him apart with the other. "Slice, slice, slice, slice."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A bit concerned about this seemingly violent behavior, I ask calmly, "Wild Thing, why are you slicing Pooh?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Because he's a pizza."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11086336-3981583861559506441?l=partialview.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://partialview.blogspot.com/feeds/3981583861559506441/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11086336&amp;postID=3981583861559506441' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11086336/posts/default/3981583861559506441'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11086336/posts/default/3981583861559506441'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://partialview.blogspot.com/2007/04/no-substitutions.html' title='No substitutions'/><author><name>Partial Viewer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13746655403122564463</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://www.tate.org.uk/britain/exhibitions/reynolds/img/boswell_rm.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11086336.post-5360744785366376647</id><published>2007-04-20T17:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-20T17:21:15.964-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The dilemma</title><content type='html'>So, if Wild Thing takes a nap at his child care center, he is an absolute delight all evening, but he doesn't get to sleep until late. As in, like, ten. This is inconvenient.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If he skips his nap at the center, he is, conveniently, in bed by 7:30 or so. However, he is an absolute monster for the three hours between pickup and bedtime. This is not delightful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, in this as in so many things, we can't win.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11086336-5360744785366376647?l=partialview.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://partialview.blogspot.com/feeds/5360744785366376647/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11086336&amp;postID=5360744785366376647' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11086336/posts/default/5360744785366376647'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11086336/posts/default/5360744785366376647'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://partialview.blogspot.com/2007/04/dilemma.html' title='The dilemma'/><author><name>Partial Viewer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13746655403122564463</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://www.tate.org.uk/britain/exhibitions/reynolds/img/boswell_rm.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11086336.post-6950313963050051460</id><published>2007-04-20T17:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-20T17:17:53.377-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Friday Random Ten: I Feel a Draft Edition</title><content type='html'>Another chapter draft going off to advisors. This is the last one that needed large-scale revisions--or at least I hope so. So, we start off, aptly, with ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. "My Life is Right"--Big Star, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;# 1 Record&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;2."Going Up to the Country, Paint My Mailbox Blue"--Taj Mahal, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The Essential&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;3. "Romance Without Finance"--Charlie Parker, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Boss Bird&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;4. "Spanish Bombs"--The Clash, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;London Calling&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;5. "For All We Know"--Ray Charles and Betty Carter, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Ray Charles and Betty Carter&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;6. "Old College Try"--The Mountain Goats, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Tallahassee&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;7. "Jail-House Blues," Bessie Smith, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Complete Recordings Vol. 1&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;8. "The Irish Rover"--The Clancy Brothers, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Greatest Hits&lt;/span&gt;. Hmm, I don't seem to have erased this from the hard drive yet. Not sure why.&lt;br /&gt;9."I See a Darkness"--Johnny Cash with Will Oldham, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;American III: Solitary Man&lt;/span&gt;. Uh oh--a tonal shift.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;10. "Cardboard"--Charlie Parker, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Parker's Mood&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11086336-6950313963050051460?l=partialview.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://partialview.blogspot.com/feeds/6950313963050051460/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11086336&amp;postID=6950313963050051460' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11086336/posts/default/6950313963050051460'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11086336/posts/default/6950313963050051460'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://partialview.blogspot.com/2007/04/friday-random-ten-i-feel-draft-edition.html' title='Friday Random Ten: I Feel a Draft Edition'/><author><name>Partial Viewer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13746655403122564463</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://www.tate.org.uk/britain/exhibitions/reynolds/img/boswell_rm.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11086336.post-6301272059889291472</id><published>2007-04-06T21:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-06T21:17:48.354-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Reading update</title><content type='html'>Wild Thing got an Easter card in the mail today from his (maternal) aunt and uncle. He startled me by reading the card's message to me, almost in its entirety (including the word "springtime"). Yoiks!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11086336-6301272059889291472?l=partialview.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://partialview.blogspot.com/feeds/6301272059889291472/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11086336&amp;postID=6301272059889291472' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11086336/posts/default/6301272059889291472'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11086336/posts/default/6301272059889291472'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://partialview.blogspot.com/2007/04/reading-update.html' title='Reading update'/><author><name>Partial Viewer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13746655403122564463</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://www.tate.org.uk/britain/exhibitions/reynolds/img/boswell_rm.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11086336.post-1637079976943871026</id><published>2007-04-06T15:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-06T21:20:58.633-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Friday Random Ten: "I Got Them King Lear Blues" Edition</title><content type='html'>1. "Cousin Mary"--John Coltrane, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Giant Steps&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;2. "Coming in From the Cold"--Bob Marley and the Wailers, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Uprising&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;3. "Side of the Road"--Lucinda WIlliams, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Lucinda Williams&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;4. "Gilton"--Boozoo Chavis, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Boozoo Chavis&lt;/span&gt;. A Louisiana double-whammy!&lt;br /&gt;5. "The Fisherman"--Leo Kottke, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;6- and 12-String Guitar&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;6. "I'm a Man You Don't Meet Every Day"--The Pogues, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Rum Sodomy &amp; the Lash&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;7. "Careless"--Drive By Truckers, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Decoration Day&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;8. "Never Too Far"--Tim Hardin, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Person to Person&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;9. "You're the Kind of Girl"--Mixel Pixel, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Music for Plants&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;10. "Bees"--Laura Cantrell, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Humming by the Flowered Vine&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11086336-1637079976943871026?l=partialview.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://partialview.blogspot.com/feeds/1637079976943871026/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11086336&amp;postID=1637079976943871026' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11086336/posts/default/1637079976943871026'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11086336/posts/default/1637079976943871026'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://partialview.blogspot.com/2007/04/friday-random-ten-i-got-them-king-lear.html' title='Friday Random Ten: &quot;I Got Them King Lear Blues&quot; Edition'/><author><name>Partial Viewer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13746655403122564463</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://www.tate.org.uk/britain/exhibitions/reynolds/img/boswell_rm.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11086336.post-8023212256226042079</id><published>2007-04-05T00:06:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-05T00:06:46.717-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Teaching note</title><content type='html'>Teaching a class of 70 students is, it turns out, qualitatively different from teaching a class of 30 students. More on this later.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11086336-8023212256226042079?l=partialview.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://partialview.blogspot.com/feeds/8023212256226042079/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11086336&amp;postID=8023212256226042079' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11086336/posts/default/8023212256226042079'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11086336/posts/default/8023212256226042079'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://partialview.blogspot.com/2007/04/teaching-note.html' title='Teaching note'/><author><name>Partial Viewer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13746655403122564463</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://www.tate.org.uk/britain/exhibitions/reynolds/img/boswell_rm.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11086336.post-8065806173180051852</id><published>2007-04-03T22:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-03T22:37:29.729-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Energy crisis</title><content type='html'>We've been trying to coax Wild Thing into eating in a more focused way by explaining to him that food has energy in it, and that his stomach turns the food into energy, and all that stuff. He also knows, though, that poop comes out of the general vicinity of his stomach, and that it has some connection to eating, since we are always talking about how blueberries turn his poop blue, for instance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(I hope no one is eating this while eating lunch--if so, many apologies!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This, then, is the background for interpreting his recent comment during a potty sit, during which he exclaimed, half-jokingly, as he successfully excreted into the toilet: "Oh no! My energy is falling into the potty!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We may have to do a better job coordinating our potty-training and dinner-eating regimens.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11086336-8065806173180051852?l=partialview.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://partialview.blogspot.com/feeds/8065806173180051852/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11086336&amp;postID=8065806173180051852' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11086336/posts/default/8065806173180051852'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11086336/posts/default/8065806173180051852'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://partialview.blogspot.com/2007/04/energy-crisis.html' title='Energy crisis'/><author><name>Partial Viewer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13746655403122564463</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://www.tate.org.uk/britain/exhibitions/reynolds/img/boswell_rm.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11086336.post-7280498954696762845</id><published>2007-04-01T13:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-01T13:29:45.819-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Wild Life</title><content type='html'>Two bald eagles in the city park this morning.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11086336-7280498954696762845?l=partialview.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://partialview.blogspot.com/feeds/7280498954696762845/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11086336&amp;postID=7280498954696762845' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11086336/posts/default/7280498954696762845'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11086336/posts/default/7280498954696762845'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://partialview.blogspot.com/2007/04/wild-life.html' title='Wild Life'/><author><name>Partial Viewer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13746655403122564463</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://www.tate.org.uk/britain/exhibitions/reynolds/img/boswell_rm.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11086336.post-5223979868498887027</id><published>2007-03-30T11:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-30T21:02:32.042-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Friday Random Ten: Feeling Sinister Edition</title><content type='html'>1. Greasy Heart--Jefferson Airplane, 2400 Fulton Street. I'm not sure how this CD ended up on the hard drive, but this track isn't bad.&lt;br /&gt;2. The Pontiac--Tom Waits, Orphans. Charming in its way, but a bit distracting in the mix.&lt;br /&gt;3. Turkish Song of the Damned--The Pogues, If I Should Fall from Grace with God.&lt;br /&gt;4. Well, You Needn't--Thelonious Monk, The Composer.&lt;br /&gt;5. Peggy's Blue Skylight--Charles Mingus, Ken Burns Jazz.&lt;br /&gt;6. Fairy Tale of New York--The Pogues, If I Should Fall ...&lt;br /&gt;7. El Carretero--Buena Vista Social Club. This might be my favorite track on this record.&lt;br /&gt;8. Magpie--The Mountain Goats, The Sunset Tree.&lt;br /&gt;9. Everybody Talking 'bout Heaven-Unidentified, Southern Journey Vol. 13 (Earliest Times).&lt;br /&gt;10. If You're Feeling Sinister--Belle and Sebastian, If You're Feeling Sinister. Twee, but incredibly catchy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11086336-5223979868498887027?l=partialview.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://partialview.blogspot.com/feeds/5223979868498887027/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11086336&amp;postID=5223979868498887027' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11086336/posts/default/5223979868498887027'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11086336/posts/default/5223979868498887027'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://partialview.blogspot.com/2007/03/friday-random-ten-feeling-sinister.html' title='Friday Random Ten: Feeling Sinister Edition'/><author><name>Partial Viewer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13746655403122564463</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://www.tate.org.uk/britain/exhibitions/reynolds/img/boswell_rm.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11086336.post-8416630052892340088</id><published>2007-03-28T23:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-28T23:55:16.923-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Color scheme</title><content type='html'>Overworked Spouse tries to get Wild Thing to put his wet diaper, freshly removed, into the pail. His diapers come in a wide range of colors, it should be noted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OS: "Wild Thing, please put your diaper in the diaper pail."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WT: "No! I don't throw away periwinkle things!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In my book, if a kid is old enough to distinguish periwinkle from cerulean, he's old enough to use the *&amp;amp;^#$ potty.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11086336-8416630052892340088?l=partialview.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://partialview.blogspot.com/feeds/8416630052892340088/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11086336&amp;postID=8416630052892340088' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11086336/posts/default/8416630052892340088'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11086336/posts/default/8416630052892340088'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://partialview.blogspot.com/2007/03/color-scheme.html' title='Color scheme'/><author><name>Partial Viewer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13746655403122564463</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://www.tate.org.uk/britain/exhibitions/reynolds/img/boswell_rm.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11086336.post-5652097103520142159</id><published>2007-03-27T22:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-27T22:02:54.866-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Growing up</title><content type='html'>Tonight I was pushing Wild Thing in the swing in the backyard. I hadn't realized that he's figured out how to kick his feet to keep himself going, so I told him how proud I was of how big he was getting and how many things he could do. His reply: "Yup! I'm just about old enough for high school!"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11086336-5652097103520142159?l=partialview.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://partialview.blogspot.com/feeds/5652097103520142159/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11086336&amp;postID=5652097103520142159' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11086336/posts/default/5652097103520142159'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11086336/posts/default/5652097103520142159'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://partialview.blogspot.com/2007/03/growing-up.html' title='Growing up'/><author><name>Partial Viewer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13746655403122564463</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://www.tate.org.uk/britain/exhibitions/reynolds/img/boswell_rm.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11086336.post-5962319635334323870</id><published>2007-03-27T21:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-27T22:01:32.631-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Don't tell the kids</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.newyorker.com/humor/2007/03/26/070326sh_shouts_rich"&gt;The grownups' table, as seen from the kids' table&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11086336-5962319635334323870?l=partialview.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://partialview.blogspot.com/feeds/5962319635334323870/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11086336&amp;postID=5962319635334323870' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11086336/posts/default/5962319635334323870'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11086336/posts/default/5962319635334323870'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://partialview.blogspot.com/2007/03/dont-tell-kids.html' title='Don&apos;t tell the kids'/><author><name>Partial Viewer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13746655403122564463</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://www.tate.org.uk/britain/exhibitions/reynolds/img/boswell_rm.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11086336.post-8170466572180493749</id><published>2007-03-21T21:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-21T21:19:42.024-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Brief hiatus</title><content type='html'>I'm off to a conference for a few days. Upon my return, I must grade, grade, grade. So posting will be pretty infrequent--more so than usual--for for about a week.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11086336-8170466572180493749?l=partialview.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://partialview.blogspot.com/feeds/8170466572180493749/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11086336&amp;postID=8170466572180493749' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11086336/posts/default/8170466572180493749'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11086336/posts/default/8170466572180493749'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://partialview.blogspot.com/2007/03/brief-hiatus.html' title='Brief hiatus'/><author><name>Partial Viewer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13746655403122564463</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://www.tate.org.uk/britain/exhibitions/reynolds/img/boswell_rm.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11086336.post-78302065325566346</id><published>2007-03-18T20:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-18T20:23:02.672-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Maybe he gets this from me</title><content type='html'>Overworked Spouse is prowling through a cabinet looking for something as Wild Thing looks on. She stumbles upon a pot that we'd been looking for earlier.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OS: "Aha! Here's that, um, thingy we were looking for."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WT: "That's a pot. Why did you call it a thingy?"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11086336-78302065325566346?l=partialview.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://partialview.blogspot.com/feeds/78302065325566346/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11086336&amp;postID=78302065325566346' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11086336/posts/default/78302065325566346'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11086336/posts/default/78302065325566346'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://partialview.blogspot.com/2007/03/maybe-he-gets-this-from-me.html' title='Maybe he gets this from me'/><author><name>Partial Viewer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13746655403122564463</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://www.tate.org.uk/britain/exhibitions/reynolds/img/boswell_rm.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11086336.post-8196553483124759543</id><published>2007-03-17T21:11:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-17T21:11:40.437-07:00</updated><title type='text'>New photos on Flickr</title><content type='html'>No link. The anonymity thing, you know.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11086336-8196553483124759543?l=partialview.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://partialview.blogspot.com/feeds/8196553483124759543/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11086336&amp;postID=8196553483124759543' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11086336/posts/default/8196553483124759543'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11086336/posts/default/8196553483124759543'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://partialview.blogspot.com/2007/03/new-photos-on-flickr.html' title='New photos on Flickr'/><author><name>Partial Viewer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13746655403122564463</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://www.tate.org.uk/britain/exhibitions/reynolds/img/boswell_rm.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11086336.post-8439970562115659325</id><published>2007-03-14T20:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-14T20:29:41.349-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Tolerance for paradox</title><content type='html'>Sometimes when you go outside, it's kind of warm but still a little bit chilly? Maybe the sun is shining and warming your face, but there's also a cold wind. What's the word for that? I don't know, but Wild Thing has a suggestion:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Daddy, I'm warm-cold!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Problem solved.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11086336-8439970562115659325?l=partialview.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://partialview.blogspot.com/feeds/8439970562115659325/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11086336&amp;postID=8439970562115659325' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11086336/posts/default/8439970562115659325'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11086336/posts/default/8439970562115659325'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://partialview.blogspot.com/2007/03/tolerance-for-paradox.html' title='Tolerance for paradox'/><author><name>Partial Viewer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13746655403122564463</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://www.tate.org.uk/britain/exhibitions/reynolds/img/boswell_rm.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11086336.post-8878040150166074494</id><published>2007-03-12T00:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-12T00:29:07.464-07:00</updated><title type='text'>One problem with living in a smaller city</title><content type='html'>It's difficult to find a good hibachi restaurant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wild Thing said to me during his bath tonight, "I didn't like the show."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"What show?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"At the hibachi restaurant. You know, the one that has sushi?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wild Thing has indeed been to the local hibachi place, which also has a sushi bar, though we haven't investigated that side of the establishment. The skills of the hibachi chefs are, frankly, pretty limited, and I'm not sure I want to experiment with the rawer side of Japanese cuisine there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The reason Wild Thing dislikes the "show" there--though remaining fascinated enough by it to bring it up out of the blue 2-3 weeks later--is the scary display of fire. The reason WE aren't thrilled with the place is the fact that the juggling chefs really aren't very good. Last time we were there, a flying pepper shaker went flying and knocked over the water glass of the nice young woman sitting next to me. This particular hibachi guy didn't juggle anything sharp, but I still left with the mental picture of a two-pronged fork protruding from my chest.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11086336-8878040150166074494?l=partialview.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://partialview.blogspot.com/feeds/8878040150166074494/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11086336&amp;postID=8878040150166074494' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11086336/posts/default/8878040150166074494'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11086336/posts/default/8878040150166074494'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://partialview.blogspot.com/2007/03/one-problem-with-living-in-smaller-city.html' title='One problem with living in a smaller city'/><author><name>Partial Viewer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13746655403122564463</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://www.tate.org.uk/britain/exhibitions/reynolds/img/boswell_rm.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11086336.post-3079466493710708186</id><published>2007-03-11T15:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-11T16:00:33.059-07:00</updated><title type='text'>At the bottom of the sea</title><content type='html'>Wild Thing tried on my glasses this morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"It looks like everything's under water!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Much like what the world looks like to me when I try on Overworked Spouse's spectacles, she being blind as a bat whereas my myopia is a more mild affliction.)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11086336-3079466493710708186?l=partialview.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://partialview.blogspot.com/feeds/3079466493710708186/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11086336&amp;postID=3079466493710708186' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11086336/posts/default/3079466493710708186'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11086336/posts/default/3079466493710708186'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://partialview.blogspot.com/2007/03/at-bottom-of-sea.html' title='At the bottom of the sea'/><author><name>Partial Viewer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13746655403122564463</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://www.tate.org.uk/britain/exhibitions/reynolds/img/boswell_rm.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11086336.post-6207609115246366630</id><published>2007-03-09T19:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-03-09T20:45:59.940-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Friday Random Ten: The Dark Lord Rides in Force Tonight</title><content type='html'>1. "Song of Our So-Called Friends"--Okkervil River, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Black Sheep Boy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;2. "The Battle of Evermore"--Led Zeppelin, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;IV&lt;/span&gt;. Robert Plant, probably in a drug-induced haze, seems to have muddled Tolkien and the New Testament here. Or something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. "Hoodoo Voodoo"--Billy Bragg &amp; Wilco, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Mermaid Avenue&lt;/span&gt;. I think that's the street name of whatever Robert Plant was taking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. "The Dark Side"--My Dad is Dead, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Peace, Love, and Murder&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. "Push the Eagle's Stomach"--Man Man, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Six Demon Bag&lt;/span&gt;. What else is there to say but "Moustache! moustache! moustache!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. "Why Do They Leave?"--Ryan Adams, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Heartbreaker&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. "Heaven Knows I'm Miserable Now"--The Smiths, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Louder Than Bombs&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. "Mexico"--Panda &amp; Angel, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Panda &amp; Angel&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. "Free Four"--Pink Floyd, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Obscured by Clouds&lt;/span&gt;. Another high school flashback.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. "Nothing Special"--My Dad is Dead, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The Taller You Are the Shorter You Get.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11086336-6207609115246366630?l=partialview.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://partialview.blogspot.com/feeds/6207609115246366630/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11086336&amp;postID=6207609115246366630' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11086336/posts/default/6207609115246366630'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11086336/posts/default/6207609115246366630'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://partialview.blogspot.com/2007/03/friday-random-ten-dark-lord-rides-in.html' title='Friday Random Ten: The Dark Lord Rides in Force Tonight'/><author><name>Partial Viewer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13746655403122564463</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://www.tate.org.uk/britain/exhibitions/reynolds/img/boswell_rm.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11086336.post-906554821470771815</id><published>2007-03-08T13:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-03-08T13:36:34.077-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I should be posting something, I suppose</title><content type='html'>But, instead, I'm trying to finish my dissertation. I'm sure you'll agree this is a worthy goal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In any event, I shouldn't really be taking responsibility for writing this anymore. Wild Thing is in charge these days. Just ask him.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11086336-906554821470771815?l=partialview.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://partialview.blogspot.com/feeds/906554821470771815/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11086336&amp;postID=906554821470771815' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11086336/posts/default/906554821470771815'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11086336/posts/default/906554821470771815'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://partialview.blogspot.com/2007/03/i-should-be-posting-something-i-suppose.html' title='I should be posting something, I suppose'/><author><name>Partial Viewer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13746655403122564463</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://www.tate.org.uk/britain/exhibitions/reynolds/img/boswell_rm.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11086336.post-8486441419828428510</id><published>2007-03-03T15:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-03-03T15:11:33.693-08:00</updated><title type='text'>One mean menagerie</title><content type='html'>Wild Thing, pretending this morning, wanted to do a little role playing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Daddy, you'll be a mean tiger. And mommy will be a mean lion. And I'll be a mean ... a mean ... a mean flea!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm going all itchy just thinking about that one.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11086336-8486441419828428510?l=partialview.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://partialview.blogspot.com/feeds/8486441419828428510/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11086336&amp;postID=8486441419828428510' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11086336/posts/default/8486441419828428510'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11086336/posts/default/8486441419828428510'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://partialview.blogspot.com/2007/03/one-mean-menagerie.html' title='One mean menagerie'/><author><name>Partial Viewer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13746655403122564463</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://www.tate.org.uk/britain/exhibitions/reynolds/img/boswell_rm.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11086336.post-5826302622691781114</id><published>2007-03-02T20:16:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2007-03-02T20:43:50.738-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Friday Random Ten: Black Tales for a Vampire Weekend Edition</title><content type='html'>1. Only a Lad--Oingo Boingo&lt;br /&gt;2. American Without Tears--Elvis Costello&lt;br /&gt;3. Still in Love with You--Danielle Howle&lt;br /&gt;4. Walcott--Vampire Weekend&lt;br /&gt;5. Carolina--The Viking Moses&lt;br /&gt;6. The Guns of Brixton--Arcade Fire (Live at St. John's; downloaded from You  Ain't No Picasso, I think). Nice clash cover.&lt;br /&gt;7. Tale From Black--Tunng&lt;br /&gt;8. Flying Home--Benny Goodman Sextet featuring Charlie Christian&lt;br /&gt;9. Long Knives--Rainer Maria&lt;br /&gt;10. Polly and Jack--Diane Duaw&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11086336-5826302622691781114?l=partialview.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://partialview.blogspot.com/feeds/5826302622691781114/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11086336&amp;postID=5826302622691781114' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11086336/posts/default/5826302622691781114'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11086336/posts/default/5826302622691781114'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://partialview.blogspot.com/2007/03/friday-random-ten-black-tales-for.html' title='Friday Random Ten: Black Tales for a Vampire Weekend Edition'/><author><name>Partial Viewer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13746655403122564463</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://www.tate.org.uk/britain/exhibitions/reynolds/img/boswell_rm.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11086336.post-7092681366984526407</id><published>2007-03-01T09:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-03-01T09:21:22.992-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Placeholder</title><content type='html'>While Wild Thing and I recover from the flu (or whatever it was--we had our shots, but it sure felt like the flu to me), here's an interesting fact to tide you over for a while: sex expert Dr. Ruth spent part of her youth serving as a sniper in Palestine/Israel in the 1930s and 1940s.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.snopes.com/medical/doctor/drruth.asp"&gt;It's true.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Real blogging to resume sometime soon.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11086336-7092681366984526407?l=partialview.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://partialview.blogspot.com/feeds/7092681366984526407/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11086336&amp;postID=7092681366984526407' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11086336/posts/default/7092681366984526407'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11086336/posts/default/7092681366984526407'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://partialview.blogspot.com/2007/03/placeholder.html' title='Placeholder'/><author><name>Partial Viewer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13746655403122564463</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://www.tate.org.uk/britain/exhibitions/reynolds/img/boswell_rm.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11086336.post-3946141866859806257</id><published>2007-02-26T21:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-26T21:26:09.704-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Wild Thing can read</title><content type='html'>Startlingly, WT can now read a whole sentence with only occasional encouragement. It still takes a lot of effort, and he gets tired of it quickly. Still, I'm stunned.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11086336-3946141866859806257?l=partialview.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://partialview.blogspot.com/feeds/3946141866859806257/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11086336&amp;postID=3946141866859806257' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11086336/posts/default/3946141866859806257'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11086336/posts/default/3946141866859806257'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://partialview.blogspot.com/2007/02/wild-thing-can-read.html' title='Wild Thing can read'/><author><name>Partial Viewer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13746655403122564463</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://www.tate.org.uk/britain/exhibitions/reynolds/img/boswell_rm.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11086336.post-4896879846998609652</id><published>2007-02-24T22:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-24T22:36:13.676-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Taking convenience to the next level</title><content type='html'>Tonight, Wild Thing told me he had a Thai restaurant tucked away in the hood of his jacket.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11086336-4896879846998609652?l=partialview.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://partialview.blogspot.com/feeds/4896879846998609652/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11086336&amp;postID=4896879846998609652' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11086336/posts/default/4896879846998609652'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11086336/posts/default/4896879846998609652'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://partialview.blogspot.com/2007/02/whole-new-level-of-convenience.html' title='Taking convenience to the next level'/><author><name>Partial Viewer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13746655403122564463</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://www.tate.org.uk/britain/exhibitions/reynolds/img/boswell_rm.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11086336.post-6475206335455231975</id><published>2007-02-24T00:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-24T00:32:03.926-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Animal-Related Words Wild Thing Can Read, Apparently</title><content type='html'>Based on his performance with some old flash cards that surfaced from somewhere:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rhinoceros&lt;br /&gt;Walrus&lt;br /&gt;Weasel&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Obviously there's some hasty generalizing going on here. My guess is that he'd read "rhododendron" as "rhinoceros" as well. But I am gratified to know that he can now read the sentence "I am the walrus." At least in theory.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11086336-6475206335455231975?l=partialview.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://partialview.blogspot.com/feeds/6475206335455231975/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11086336&amp;postID=6475206335455231975' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11086336/posts/default/6475206335455231975'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11086336/posts/default/6475206335455231975'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://partialview.blogspot.com/2007/02/animal-related-words-wild-thing-can.html' title='Animal-Related Words Wild Thing Can Read, Apparently'/><author><name>Partial Viewer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13746655403122564463</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://www.tate.org.uk/britain/exhibitions/reynolds/img/boswell_rm.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11086336.post-7216450861020380549</id><published>2007-02-24T00:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-24T00:29:49.466-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Friday Random Ten: Post-Deadline Edition</title><content type='html'>&lt;pre&gt;&lt;tt&gt;&lt;tt&gt;1."Like Dylan in the Movies"--Belle &amp;amp; Sebastian&lt;br /&gt;2."The Young Thousands"-The Mountain Goats&lt;br /&gt;3. "Criterion"--The Ruby Suns&lt;br /&gt;4. "Horseradish Road"--The Mountain Goats&lt;br /&gt;5. "In State"--Kathleen Edwards&lt;br /&gt;6. "Razor Strap"--My Dad is Dead&lt;br /&gt;7. "Road to Peace"--Tom Waits&lt;br /&gt;8. Five Minutes--My Dad is Dead&lt;br /&gt;9. Cobra Tattoo--The Mountain Goats. We seem to be in a rut here.&lt;br /&gt;10. Honor the Lamb--Bellevill A Cappella Choir&lt;/tt&gt;&lt;/tt&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11086336-7216450861020380549?l=partialview.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://partialview.blogspot.com/feeds/7216450861020380549/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11086336&amp;postID=7216450861020380549' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11086336/posts/default/7216450861020380549'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11086336/posts/default/7216450861020380549'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://partialview.blogspot.com/2007/02/friday-random-ten-post-deadline-edition.html' title='Friday Random Ten: Post-Deadline Edition'/><author><name>Partial Viewer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13746655403122564463</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://www.tate.org.uk/britain/exhibitions/reynolds/img/boswell_rm.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11086336.post-3036111180088847405</id><published>2007-02-22T21:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-22T21:57:33.924-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Notes on changing habits</title><content type='html'>Note: This post has nothing funny or especially cute in it. It's mostly a mnemonic aid for us, posted here in case anyone else is at all interested.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wild Thing has over the last few weeks begun getting out of bed in the middle of the night and crawling into bed with us. I know this is by no means unusual. It would even be welcome as a nice snuggly habit if he could settle down and go to sleep. Instead, he crawls into bed and immediately seems to become incredibly uncomfortable, wiggling and flailing about as though trying to reach an itch on his back or to rid himself of a lumpy spot on the pillow. So he has to be taken back to bed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He's also developed a new fondness for his stuffed animals, particularly Pooh, Millie the Cow, and Tika the dog. It's sometimes difficult to get him to put them down, even to wash his hands and eat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-- fin --&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11086336-3036111180088847405?l=partialview.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://partialview.blogspot.com/feeds/3036111180088847405/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11086336&amp;postID=3036111180088847405' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11086336/posts/default/3036111180088847405'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11086336/posts/default/3036111180088847405'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://partialview.blogspot.com/2007/02/notes-on-changing-habits.html' title='Notes on changing habits'/><author><name>Partial Viewer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13746655403122564463</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://www.tate.org.uk/britain/exhibitions/reynolds/img/boswell_rm.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11086336.post-2587105918238199003</id><published>2007-02-21T21:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-21T21:10:41.036-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Phrase of the week</title><content type='html'>Scene: Overworked Spouse is trying to hug Wild Thing goodnight. WT presents his back to his mother.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OS: "WT, I this isn't a good way to hug me."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WT: "It's a pointless hug!"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11086336-2587105918238199003?l=partialview.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://partialview.blogspot.com/feeds/2587105918238199003/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11086336&amp;postID=2587105918238199003' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11086336/posts/default/2587105918238199003'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11086336/posts/default/2587105918238199003'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://partialview.blogspot.com/2007/02/phrase-of-week.html' title='Phrase of the week'/><author><name>Partial Viewer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13746655403122564463</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://www.tate.org.uk/britain/exhibitions/reynolds/img/boswell_rm.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11086336.post-1052844281475446541</id><published>2007-02-16T21:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-16T21:18:27.440-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Articulate</title><content type='html'>Scene: the car. Wild Thing is displeased that Overworked Spouse and I are talking to each other instead of to him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WT: "No! Talk to me!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OS: "Well, WT, why don't you say something interesting to us? Then we'll talk to you."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WT [stymied]: "Hmmm. What should I say, then?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OS: "Well, what would you like to talk about?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WT: "I want to say some gibberish!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gibberish ensues.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11086336-1052844281475446541?l=partialview.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://partialview.blogspot.com/feeds/1052844281475446541/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11086336&amp;postID=1052844281475446541' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11086336/posts/default/1052844281475446541'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11086336/posts/default/1052844281475446541'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://partialview.blogspot.com/2007/02/articulate.html' title='Articulate'/><author><name>Partial Viewer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13746655403122564463</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://www.tate.org.uk/britain/exhibitions/reynolds/img/boswell_rm.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11086336.post-4038556504169143955</id><published>2007-02-16T20:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-16T21:16:02.391-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Friday Random Ten: Long Week Edition</title><content type='html'>And a long week deserves a long weekend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. April 8th--Neutral Milk Hotel, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;On Avery Island&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;2. Lost in the Supermarket--The Clash, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;London Calling&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;3. Charmers--Richard Buckner, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Dents and Shells&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;4. You Got to Have More than One Woman--Tim Hardin, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Person to Person&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;5. Baby, We'll Be Fine--The National, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Alligator&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;6. Get Up--REM, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Green&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;7. Try Again--Big Star, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;#1 Record&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;8. LA Woman--The Doors, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Best Of.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. Solo Dancer--Charles Mingus, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Ken Burns Jazz&lt;/span&gt;. O gloriously blatting horns!&lt;br /&gt;10. Had to Laugh--My Dad is Dead, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Out of Sight, Out of Mind&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11086336-4038556504169143955?l=partialview.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://partialview.blogspot.com/feeds/4038556504169143955/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11086336&amp;postID=4038556504169143955' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11086336/posts/default/4038556504169143955'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11086336/posts/default/4038556504169143955'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://partialview.blogspot.com/2007/02/friday-random-ten-long-week-edition.html' title='Friday Random Ten: Long Week Edition'/><author><name>Partial Viewer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13746655403122564463</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://www.tate.org.uk/britain/exhibitions/reynolds/img/boswell_rm.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11086336.post-1652115008695943076</id><published>2007-02-15T22:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-15T22:42:02.331-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Flickr on hold</title><content type='html'>Did I mention that our Flickr account is on hiatus until we can find the battery recharger for the camera? If anyone has seen it, please let us know ...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11086336-1652115008695943076?l=partialview.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://partialview.blogspot.com/feeds/1652115008695943076/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11086336&amp;postID=1652115008695943076' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11086336/posts/default/1652115008695943076'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11086336/posts/default/1652115008695943076'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://partialview.blogspot.com/2007/02/flickr-on-hold.html' title='Flickr on hold'/><author><name>Partial Viewer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13746655403122564463</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://www.tate.org.uk/britain/exhibitions/reynolds/img/boswell_rm.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11086336.post-1421471392770062237</id><published>2007-02-15T22:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-15T22:40:46.650-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Getting bigger</title><content type='html'>&lt;pre wrap=""&gt;Overworked Spouse reports:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:130%;" &gt;We were at the pizza restaurant where we went for his b-day, and I asked him to stay at the table for a moment while I went the across the restaurant (maybe 3-4 table-lengths away) to the counter to get some napkins.  When I returned he was facing me, saying "Mommy, do you think I'm big enough to wait here all by myself?".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11086336-1421471392770062237?l=partialview.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://partialview.blogspot.com/feeds/1421471392770062237/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11086336&amp;postID=1421471392770062237' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11086336/posts/default/1421471392770062237'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11086336/posts/default/1421471392770062237'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://partialview.blogspot.com/2007/02/getting-bigger.html' title='Getting bigger'/><author><name>Partial Viewer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13746655403122564463</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://www.tate.org.uk/britain/exhibitions/reynolds/img/boswell_rm.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11086336.post-418585767381998977</id><published>2007-02-10T11:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-10T11:02:47.559-08:00</updated><title type='text'>An ambiguous invitation</title><content type='html'>Spam subject line of the day:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Enjoy an ferocity."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm. I'll get back to you on that one.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11086336-418585767381998977?l=partialview.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://partialview.blogspot.com/feeds/418585767381998977/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11086336&amp;postID=418585767381998977' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11086336/posts/default/418585767381998977'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11086336/posts/default/418585767381998977'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://partialview.blogspot.com/2007/02/ambiguous-invitation.html' title='An ambiguous invitation'/><author><name>Partial Viewer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13746655403122564463</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://www.tate.org.uk/britain/exhibitions/reynolds/img/boswell_rm.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11086336.post-117108137701278100</id><published>2007-02-09T20:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-09T20:22:57.013-08:00</updated><title type='text'>It's the details</title><content type='html'>Wild Thing, napless again, is yelling commands at us from the back seat on the way home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me (getting sick of it): "Wild Thing, stop trying to give me orders."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WT: "NO!" [pause] "I don't want to give you orders." [pause] "I want to give MOMMY orders!"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11086336-117108137701278100?l=partialview.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://partialview.blogspot.com/feeds/117108137701278100/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11086336&amp;postID=117108137701278100' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11086336/posts/default/117108137701278100'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11086336/posts/default/117108137701278100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://partialview.blogspot.com/2007/02/its-details.html' title='It&apos;s the details'/><author><name>Partial Viewer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13746655403122564463</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://www.tate.org.uk/britain/exhibitions/reynolds/img/boswell_rm.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11086336.post-117104634125235407</id><published>2007-02-09T10:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-09T20:16:31.010-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Friday Random Ten: Goin' Mobile edition</title><content type='html'>1. "Samba Triste" -- Stan Getz, &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Bossa Nova&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;2. "The Fever"--Bruce Springsteen, from the "Lost Radio Show."&lt;br /&gt;3. "Why Can't You Behave"--Ella Fitzgerald, &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Sings the Cole Porter Songbook&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;4. "Teardrop"--Jose Gonzalez, unreleased track downloaded from somewhere.&lt;br /&gt;5. "Roland the Headless Thompson Gunner"--Warren Zevon, &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Genius&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;6. "All in My Head"--The Spectacular Fantastic, &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;The Spectacular Fantastic Goes Underground&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;7. "Red Balloon"--Tim Hardin, &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Person to Person&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;8. "Cocktails for Two"--Ray Charles and Betty Carter, &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Ray Charles and Betty Carter&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;9. "Mudmen"--Pink Floyd, &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Obscured by Clouds&lt;/span&gt;. Oooohhh, atmospheric. David Gilmour doing finger exercises. What's not to ... zzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz.&lt;br /&gt;10. "Lit Up"--The National, &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Alligator&lt;/span&gt;. One of the stronger tracks on a somewhat overrated record.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11086336-117104634125235407?l=partialview.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://partialview.blogspot.com/feeds/117104634125235407/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11086336&amp;postID=117104634125235407' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11086336/posts/default/117104634125235407'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11086336/posts/default/117104634125235407'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://partialview.blogspot.com/2007/02/friday-random-ten-goin-mobile-edition.html' title='Friday Random Ten: Goin&apos; Mobile edition'/><author><name>Partial Viewer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13746655403122564463</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://www.tate.org.uk/britain/exhibitions/reynolds/img/boswell_rm.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11086336.post-117091378909039825</id><published>2007-02-07T21:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-07T21:49:49.106-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fine distinctions</title><content type='html'>Tonight, Wild Thing had a hard time settling down to eat dinner. Mom's out of town, and he skipped nap today (again!), so his mood was not pleasant. My request that he choose to quiet down or to leave the table was not welcomed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: "Wild Thing, you will need to leave the table if you can't stop yelling and screaming."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WT: "No! I'm not screaming! I'm just yelling!"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11086336-117091378909039825?l=partialview.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://partialview.blogspot.com/feeds/117091378909039825/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11086336&amp;postID=117091378909039825' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11086336/posts/default/117091378909039825'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11086336/posts/default/117091378909039825'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://partialview.blogspot.com/2007/02/fine-distinctions.html' title='Fine distinctions'/><author><name>Partial Viewer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13746655403122564463</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://www.tate.org.uk/britain/exhibitions/reynolds/img/boswell_rm.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11086336.post-117047869577738175</id><published>2007-02-02T20:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-02T20:58:40.426-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Things I didn't expect to overhear as a college-level lit teacher</title><content type='html'>1. "I hate Shakespeare."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. "This scene [in Shakespeare's &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Henry V&lt;/span&gt;] really reminds me of Austin Powers."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. "If I were King James I, I'd have kicked that guy's ass."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11086336-117047869577738175?l=partialview.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://partialview.blogspot.com/feeds/117047869577738175/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11086336&amp;postID=117047869577738175' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11086336/posts/default/117047869577738175'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11086336/posts/default/117047869577738175'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://partialview.blogspot.com/2007/02/things-i-didnt-expect-to-overhear-as.html' title='Things I didn&apos;t expect to overhear as a college-level lit teacher'/><author><name>Partial Viewer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13746655403122564463</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://www.tate.org.uk/britain/exhibitions/reynolds/img/boswell_rm.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11086336.post-117047825939374769</id><published>2007-02-02T20:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-02T20:50:59.416-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Friday Random Ten: Late Evening Edition</title><content type='html'>I know you've all been waiting for this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. "Between the Wars"--Billy Bragg.&lt;br /&gt;2. "Are You Swimming in Her Pools?"--Swan Lake.&lt;br /&gt;3. "For Lack of a Better Word"--My Dad is Dead.&lt;br /&gt;4. "Symphonic Raps"--Louis Armstrong and Earl Hines.&lt;br /&gt;5. "Baba O'Riley"--Who's Next. Well, that's sort of refreshing. But only sort of.&lt;br /&gt;6. "Pulk/Pull Revolving Doors"--Radiohead.&lt;br /&gt;7. "Pop Song 89"--REM. Perhaps today's theme is "dated." When this song came out, most of my upper-division college students had just started kindergarten.&lt;br /&gt;8. "We'll Meet Again"--Johnny Cash. Then again, some things are just timeless.&lt;br /&gt;9. "Being for the Benefit of Mr. Kite!"--The Beatles.&lt;br /&gt;10. "Lover's Lullaby"--Townes Van Zandt.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11086336-117047825939374769?l=partialview.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://partialview.blogspot.com/feeds/117047825939374769/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11086336&amp;postID=117047825939374769' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11086336/posts/default/117047825939374769'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11086336/posts/default/117047825939374769'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://partialview.blogspot.com/2007/02/friday-random-ten-late-evening-edition.html' title='Friday Random Ten: Late Evening Edition'/><author><name>Partial Viewer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13746655403122564463</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://www.tate.org.uk/britain/exhibitions/reynolds/img/boswell_rm.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11086336.post-117047696402705639</id><published>2007-02-02T20:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-02T20:29:24.050-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fresh ideas in home defense</title><content type='html'>It's been too busy here for regular posting, I'm afraid. Occasional cute Wild-Thing-isms have been getting lost in the shuffle. Turns out that Overworked Spouse has been overworked for a reason: teaching college students is a lot of work. Who knew?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Most recent WT-ism: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Scene: WT on his loft bed, preparing to throw stuffed animals on the floor.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WT: I'm going to throw Pooh into the moat!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: That doesn't seem like a good idea. It sounds dangerous.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WT: No! It's safe! It's a moat for kids!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11086336-117047696402705639?l=partialview.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://partialview.blogspot.com/feeds/117047696402705639/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11086336&amp;postID=117047696402705639' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11086336/posts/default/117047696402705639'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11086336/posts/default/117047696402705639'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://partialview.blogspot.com/2007/02/fresh-ideas-in-home-defense.html' title='Fresh ideas in home defense'/><author><name>Partial Viewer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13746655403122564463</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://www.tate.org.uk/britain/exhibitions/reynolds/img/boswell_rm.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11086336.post-117013053077379524</id><published>2007-01-29T20:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-29T20:15:30.796-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Wild Thing loves school</title><content type='html'>Wild Thing, as the subject line indicates, couldn't be happier with his new school. And we feel much the same. He's learning both Spanish and sign language--he can count to ten in Spanish and sign his name. The bad news is that this means he'll soon be able to communicate with his mother and my mother-in-law without my being able to follow the conversation--unless I pick sign language up myself, I guess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Though Overworked Spouse and I have both been out of town a lot lately, WT seems unfazed. Overall his mood has been good lately except for days when he refuses to take a nap at school. Which, unfortunately, is most days ...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11086336-117013053077379524?l=partialview.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://partialview.blogspot.com/feeds/117013053077379524/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11086336&amp;postID=117013053077379524' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11086336/posts/default/117013053077379524'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11086336/posts/default/117013053077379524'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://partialview.blogspot.com/2007/01/wild-thing-loves-school.html' title='Wild Thing loves school'/><author><name>Partial Viewer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13746655403122564463</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://www.tate.org.uk/britain/exhibitions/reynolds/img/boswell_rm.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11086336.post-117012978240595399</id><published>2007-01-29T20:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-29T20:03:02.473-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A thing that I would never say to Wild Thing that he recently said to me</title><content type='html'>"I can't give you a hug. I'm too busy."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sigh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11086336-117012978240595399?l=partialview.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://partialview.blogspot.com/feeds/117012978240595399/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11086336&amp;postID=117012978240595399' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11086336/posts/default/117012978240595399'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11086336/posts/default/117012978240595399'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://partialview.blogspot.com/2007/01/thing-that-i-would-never-say-to-wild.html' title='A thing that I would never say to Wild Thing that he recently said to me'/><author><name>Partial Viewer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13746655403122564463</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://www.tate.org.uk/britain/exhibitions/reynolds/img/boswell_rm.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11086336.post-116997505548200080</id><published>2007-01-28T01:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-28T01:04:15.520-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Flickr habit</title><content type='html'>We're trying to re-establish it. Some new pictures uploaded just now; more to follow.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11086336-116997505548200080?l=partialview.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://partialview.blogspot.com/feeds/116997505548200080/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11086336&amp;postID=116997505548200080' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11086336/posts/default/116997505548200080'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11086336/posts/default/116997505548200080'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://partialview.blogspot.com/2007/01/flickr-habit.html' title='The Flickr habit'/><author><name>Partial Viewer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13746655403122564463</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://www.tate.org.uk/britain/exhibitions/reynolds/img/boswell_rm.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11086336.post-116996613559353108</id><published>2007-01-27T22:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-27T22:35:35.610-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Scatology</title><content type='html'>Scene: Bathtub. Wild Thing is keeping up his usual monologue about his various bath toys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WT: "I'm going to eat Roo!" (This Roo, as in from the land of Winnie the Pooh, is an inedible plastic squeaky toy.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: "Then what?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WT: "I'll have a Roo-ey poop!"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11086336-116996613559353108?l=partialview.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://partialview.blogspot.com/feeds/116996613559353108/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11086336&amp;postID=116996613559353108' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11086336/posts/default/116996613559353108'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11086336/posts/default/116996613559353108'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://partialview.blogspot.com/2007/01/scatology.html' title='Scatology'/><author><name>Partial Viewer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13746655403122564463</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://www.tate.org.uk/britain/exhibitions/reynolds/img/boswell_rm.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11086336.post-116892300734788998</id><published>2007-01-15T20:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-15T20:50:07.360-08:00</updated><title type='text'>How many times can a person become unpleasantly ill in a mere two weeks?</title><content type='html'>I'm apparently part of an experiment seeking to answer this question, though I don't remember signing a consent form.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11086336-116892300734788998?l=partialview.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://partialview.blogspot.com/feeds/116892300734788998/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11086336&amp;postID=116892300734788998' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11086336/posts/default/116892300734788998'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11086336/posts/default/116892300734788998'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://partialview.blogspot.com/2007/01/how-many-times-can-person-become.html' title='How many times can a person become unpleasantly ill in a mere two weeks?'/><author><name>Partial Viewer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13746655403122564463</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://www.tate.org.uk/britain/exhibitions/reynolds/img/boswell_rm.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11086336.post-116832201372951796</id><published>2007-01-08T21:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-08T21:53:33.740-08:00</updated><title type='text'> Is this thing on?</title><content type='html'>OK, I'm trying to return to something like a normal posting schedule again. This might include something like a few short posts a few nights a week. We'll see how it goes. But I'm teaching a new syllabus this quarter, and could be flying around the country to job interviews (or not--there's no telling), so this schedule is subject to change without notice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quick news of the day: Wild Thing starts at his new on-campus child care center tomorrow. We're nervous about the change, but it will be great to have all of us within walking distance of each other all day again. It's been a while since we had that. And we love his new teacher. And his former teacher, who we also love, has agreed to do some weekend/evening child care when appropriate. So, it's the best of all worlds. Maybe. If Wild Thing decides it is.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11086336-116832201372951796?l=partialview.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://partialview.blogspot.com/feeds/116832201372951796/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11086336&amp;postID=116832201372951796' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11086336/posts/default/116832201372951796'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11086336/posts/default/116832201372951796'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://partialview.blogspot.com/2007/01/is-this-thing-on.html' title='&lt;tap tap&gt; Is this thing on?'/><author><name>Partial Viewer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13746655403122564463</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://www.tate.org.uk/britain/exhibitions/reynolds/img/boswell_rm.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11086336.post-116620975153262294</id><published>2006-12-15T10:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-15T21:19:14.150-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Friday Random Ten: Placeholder Edition</title><content type='html'>OK, next year there will probably be a return to real blogginess of some sort, but right now things are a little too crazy for ruminations and recordings of Wild Thing's charming elocutions. This will have to suffice for my ravening readers until January, most likely.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Eighth Cognition/All You've Left--Six Organs of Admittance, School of the Flower&lt;br /&gt;2. Little Emma's Smile--Viking Moses, Crosses&lt;br /&gt;3. Insurance Fraud--The Mountain Goats, The Coroner's Gambit&lt;br /&gt;4. Prayer (Oh Doctor Jesus)--Miles Davis, Porgy and Bess&lt;br /&gt;5. Goodbye--Steve Earle, Train a Comin'&lt;br /&gt;6. Long Vermont Roads--The Magnetic Fields, Old Enough 2 Know Better-15 Years of Merge Records&lt;br /&gt;7. I'll Believe in Anything--Wolf Parade, Apologies to the Queen Mary&lt;br /&gt;8. Firsts--Richard Buckner, Dents &amp; Shells&lt;br /&gt;9. The End--The Doors, Best Of.&lt;br /&gt;10. Come, Gone (Alternate Take)--Sonny Rollins, Way Out West.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11086336-116620975153262294?l=partialview.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://partialview.blogspot.com/feeds/116620975153262294/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11086336&amp;postID=116620975153262294' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11086336/posts/default/116620975153262294'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11086336/posts/default/116620975153262294'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://partialview.blogspot.com/2006/12/friday-random-ten-placeholder-edition.html' title='Friday Random Ten: Placeholder Edition'/><author><name>Partial Viewer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13746655403122564463</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://www.tate.org.uk/britain/exhibitions/reynolds/img/boswell_rm.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11086336.post-116561269139583550</id><published>2006-12-08T13:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-08T13:18:11.406-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Friday Random Ten: The Mysterious Production of iTunes</title><content type='html'>1. Picture Day—Richard Buckner, &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Dents and Shells&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Anna—Ernest Ranglin, &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;In Search of the Lost Riddim&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Countdown—John Coltrane, &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Giant Steps&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Here at the Right Time—Josh Ritter, &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;The Animal Years&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Haze—Tessitura, &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;On the Importance of Being Confused&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Twisting—They Might Be Giants, &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Flood&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. You Do Something to Me—Ella Fitzgerald, &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;The Cole Porter Songbook&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. MX Missles—Andrew Bird, &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Andrew Bird and the Mysterious Production of Eggs&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. Alex Chilton—The Replacements, &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Pleased to Meet Me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. Left Only with Love—Smog, &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Knock Knock&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11086336-116561269139583550?l=partialview.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://partialview.blogspot.com/feeds/116561269139583550/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11086336&amp;postID=116561269139583550' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11086336/posts/default/116561269139583550'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11086336/posts/default/116561269139583550'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://partialview.blogspot.com/2006/12/friday-random-ten-mysterious.html' title='Friday Random Ten: The Mysterious Production of iTunes'/><author><name>Partial Viewer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13746655403122564463</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://www.tate.org.uk/britain/exhibitions/reynolds/img/boswell_rm.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11086336.post-116504286701260810</id><published>2006-12-01T22:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-01T23:01:07.033-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Developmental notes: the varieties of affection</title><content type='html'>Wild Thing has been working hard at figuring out how to express affection lately. "I love you" is pretty much old hat by now, so he's begun experimenting. Since he's figured out that people who are married love each other a lot (in theory, and, in his personal experience, in practice), he's begun proposing to people. He's recently offered marriage proposals to me as well as to his mother and grandmother.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yet more charming: yesterday morning, he gave me a big hug and said, "Daddy--you're my best friend." I'm still emitting a faint glow from that one. But it's also fascinating to see him trying to figure out how one expresses strong affection and attachment. The adult world subdivides and categorizes all that stuff in a thousand different ways, and it seems as if he's starting to see that, even though what he feels is still (relatively) straightforward.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11086336-116504286701260810?l=partialview.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://partialview.blogspot.com/feeds/116504286701260810/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11086336&amp;postID=116504286701260810' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11086336/posts/default/116504286701260810'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11086336/posts/default/116504286701260810'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://partialview.blogspot.com/2006/12/developmental-notes-varieties-of.html' title='Developmental notes: the varieties of affection'/><author><name>Partial Viewer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13746655403122564463</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://www.tate.org.uk/britain/exhibitions/reynolds/img/boswell_rm.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11086336.post-116504210364677688</id><published>2006-12-01T22:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-01T22:48:23.660-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A matter of perspective</title><content type='html'>Wild Thing sometimes solves conceptual problems in unexpected ways.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WT: "Fee fi fo fum, I smell the blood of an Englishman! Be he alive or be he dead, I'll grind his bones to make my bread!" [Note: this is one of his favorite stock phrases this month.]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: "WT, are you a giant?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WT: "No."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: "Are giants big or little?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WT: "Big!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: "How about you? Are you big or little?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WT: "Little!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: "So how can you be a giant?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WT: [brief pause, then ...] "I'm pretending that giants are little."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11086336-116504210364677688?l=partialview.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://partialview.blogspot.com/feeds/116504210364677688/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11086336&amp;postID=116504210364677688' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11086336/posts/default/116504210364677688'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11086336/posts/default/116504210364677688'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://partialview.blogspot.com/2006/12/matter-of-perspective.html' title='A matter of perspective'/><author><name>Partial Viewer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13746655403122564463</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://www.tate.org.uk/britain/exhibitions/reynolds/img/boswell_rm.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
