Funny No No

I wanted to get this one down before it got away from me. Last week as Anna was disciplining Anders in a stern fashion for throwing his food. She looked him in the eyes, he made a funny face, and she lost it. As she removed him from the table for a timeout in his crib, she was shaking with laughter. Anna hauled him away as he repeated over her shoulder "Funny No No, funny no no." It's the Anders and Anna Show now. They are a laugh per minute together. Anders is totally dialed into Anna. Sometimes I think he forgets I'm here, but that's the way it should be.

Well, our dish washer broke on Thursday. We should be getting another this week. I now openly discuss what will break next. My money is on the stove. It's pretty old and if you want to use the front two burners, they must be lit manually. Our air conditioner sounds like a trapped cat is trying to get out when it cycles off. Meanwhile, we are headed back to triple digits this week. Last week was nice with cool mornings of low humidity. It felt like Fort Collins.

Iowa lost to Iowa State and the Vikings lost the Chargers. It could be a long football season. I might jump on the Texans bandwagon. They have a very 2009 Vikings feel with good skill position players, suspect glue guys, and a mentally over-matched head coach.

I finally took the advice of my 10th grade English teacher, Ms. Cantine, and got involved in high school dramatics. I played an off beat creative writing teacher in a series of webisodes. I want to be on the ground floor for the next Wes Anderson. I could be the next Kumar Palina aka "Mr. Littlejeans" from "Rushmore."