[caption id=“attachment_7418” align=“aligncenter” width=“604”] Scarlett and I in the Kitchen before Bedtime[/caption]

Yesterday Scarlett pointed at herself and said, “Me… Scarlett”. She’s responded to her own name forever, but she is just now starting to realize that she is but one of many people inhabiting her reality. She is a person named Scarlett, I am a person “named” Daddy, and so on. It’s always been incredibly fascinating for me to see how her perception of the world has changed as she’s gotten older. It fascinates me more than her acquisition of new physical and mental skills (which is still cool on its own). Later on I asked her, “What’s your name?” And she responded, “Scarlett.” Up until now she’s just given us a blank “duh” stare whenever we’ve asked her that question. I’m sure this is but one of the reasons that parents put up with the stress of raising a child - for moments like this.

[caption id=“attachment_7265” align=“aligncenter” width=“480”] Mitch Hedberg - I haven’t slept for 10 days because that would be too long[/caption]

It’s once again time for my latest Photojojo post. For those of you who haven’t been following my blog for a long time, Photojojo is a digital time capsule service. Every two weeks they send me an email that has my most interesting photos posted to flickr from one year ago.

Once again I can’t believe how young she looks. But, having gone back to the pumpkin patch, I can say it was definitely easier to take photos when she was younger.

This article explores a side of the blues I never knew existed. Apparently there was certain degree of openness about lesbian blues singers when it was indie that I wouldn’t have expected to find in 1920s America (as well as hidden via slang and double-entendre references to lesbianism)

[caption id=“attachment_7262” align=“aligncenter” width=“960”] Mitch Hedberg - I’m against picketing but I don’t know how to show it[/caption]

Before continuing on, listen to this short story. (It’s only about 10 minutes long. It starts at about 1 min 50 seconds. Or read the transcript here)

When I first heard this story I thought it was a pretty interesting description of the dating world and how people are often looking for people who conflict with themselves. Note the first exchange our heroine has on her date:

Someday I want to say “Hey everybody! Listen up!” and have everyone in a 50-foot radius gather around me, just like Dudley does while handing out the bike-shop fliers. It’s one of the ways I wish life were more like television.

-Donna Bowman of The AV Club at TV Roundtable

Civilization V (8 hours) - Keep following the tags ( Civ V: Lefties and Civ V: Mesa Bros ) or check out my Saturday posts (although this week I didn’t have one)

LIMBO (3 hours) - Here is my review of the game up to what I finished in September:

The order in which I play games is sometimes a little unnecessarily complicated. I’m often balancing many different variables when determining the next game to play. This time it was the fact that I wanted to listen to the LIMBO soundtrack. I’d obtained it as part of the Humble Bundle that gave me the game and because soundtracks can sometimes spoil plot elements, I didn’t want to listen to it until I’d played the game. The rest of this review will contain spoilers. The game is about 3 years old now, but if you want to play this game, go play it before you read anything about it.

“Oh, you’re getting married? I guess your sex life is over” HYUK HYUK HYUK HYUK. It’s hilarious. Oh, wait, no it’s a hackneyed joke that’s more or less run its course. First of all, it doesn’t make sense for the segment of the population that waits for marriage for sex. Their sex life is just beginning. Second, it’s not really true. A marriage is just like any other relationship - it’s easy to take for granted, but it needs work to be maintained, much less to grow. That means satisfying each other’s needs: mental, physical, spiritual, emotional, and sexual. Given that I had a daughter, it should not be a surprise to anyone (although I know you’d prefer not to have it forefront in your mind), that Danielle and I have sex. And Scarlett was born after we were married so … yeah. That’s why I was pretty annoyed by the last paragraph of what was otherwise a pretty neat article about someone’s experience being in an open marriage and how it’s not the evil thing most people assume it is:

Never pick a fight with people who buy ink by the barrel.

-Mark Twain (allegedly - a lot of stuff gets falsely attributed to him)