Swee’pea and the Monk
My cousins are raising some happy little twins. I’m exhausted just looking at the photos.
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Today
The SUV next to me is booming with bass, playing rap at top volume.
I look over to see the driver, a young blond woman with a precise haircut. Her hands are in small fists below her chin. She punches at the air and shrugs her shoulders to the beat. Everything is fine with her. Things are going okay.
Tough Guy
, originally uploaded by MaggieMason.
Me: I got Hank a new outfit!
Bryan: (rasies eyebrows)
Me: It’s cute! There’s a very limited amount of time where we can dress him all Chauncy.
Bryan: That outfit makes me want to kick his ass.
Me: … Shut up.
In D.C.
We’re in D.C. for Adaptive Path’s User Experience Week, and we’ve decided to roll with the baby’s jetlag, as midnight to 8 a.m. is a far more awesome schedule than his usual 9 p.m. to 5 a.m. It’s a much bigger conference this year, and AP encouraged a few of the speakers to bring their babies along (which partially explains the much higher proportion of female speakers than you typically see at other conferences). The presentations have been surprisingly moving so far — a lot of speakers who are really using design to change people’s lives in meaningful ways. More later.
Breath, Wasted
Overheard: The beautiful girl on her cell phone leaves a message.
“I don’t know whether you’re ignoring me, or just, like, extra busy or something. I really want to talk to you… Whatever.”







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