Twitter Machine Tuesday

So you're probably wondering where I've been.  Or probably not.  I've been sick as a dog for the past week on a steady diet of Nyquil, Dayquil and all the other Quils.  But I promise I'll actually be writing this week.  You may even enjoy it.  But the one thing that laziness allows is my fake Twitter Machine.

-I miss the days of the cheesy 80s tv theme song. There just isn't anything like the Perfect Strangers theme.
-Our house was quite somber after the Buster Posey injury. Thinking of sending a picture of Grace to cheer him up.
-Can't find one of the discs from Netflix. Now we're a 2 disc family. Great.
-Had Thai food for the first time since Erin got pregnant. It was glorious.
-Now that it lets me spend time with the girls, I appreciate 3-day weekends even more.
-Watching your babies sleep=Cute. Watching someone else's babies sleep=A little creepy.
-The tracker on blogger that tells you where your audience lives is so interesting. Malaysia is reading my blog?
-Read The Hunger Games after my wife raved about it. I feel like there was so much untapped potential in the series.
-Seriously where is the Ender's Game movie?
-Ana has teeth coming in on the top. It's adorable, but she kinda looks like a hillbilly.
-What is the cutoff for acceptable number of people in group at a restaurant without renting a room?
-Sam Adams Summer Ale season is upon us. That's a good thing.
-Erin and I are watching 30 Rock from the beginning.  I'd seen episodes before but not every one of them until now.
-The whole "I" versus "Me" thing really bothers me.  If I'm in a picture with someone, it is someone and me not someone and I.

That's it for this week of the Twitter Machine.

Twitter Machine Tuesday

I've been sick as a dog.  It sucks balls.  I have no motivation to write or be creative or post anything really.  Luckily I've been tracking my Twitter Machine thoughts throughout the week.  I can look creative and productive with minimal effort.  That is what I'm talking about.  So read on...

-If it takes more than 5 seconds to decipher your personalized plates, what's the point?
-All the open houses make me excited for when the girls start school.
-Dealing with other bad kids and bad parents doesn't make me excited for school.
-Human nature: People expecting rewards from no work.
-I don't understand a sequel to The Hangover. I mean I understand the cash grab but not logistically.
-Lance Armstrong is a douche. Cancer or not, he is a cheat and a rat.
-Do I look taller on this soapbox?
-I will miss you Macho Man. One of the top 5 biggest stars of my childhood.
-All this Oprah love for the end of her show is a little much. She started a network, so she'll probably still have a show.
-Being sick is the worst. Can't play with the girls or sleep well. Hate it.
-Might just be me, but I love the feeling of getting into a hot car when I'm sick and achey.
-There's no alcohol in Nyquil anymore. Stupid prohibitionists.
-You have to be a huge POS to go on The Biggest Loser and not lose any weight.
-My wife loves terrible television, so of course she has locked our tv on to The Bachelorette. Just a horrible show.

I'm off to drown my sorrows in more cold medication.

Rapturous

I know it's a little played out at this point to write about the rapture.  Which in and of itself is ridiculous.  We're really talking about the rapture as if it is serious business, and everyone is talking about it.  It's getting coverage on news broadcast.  Radio shows have been going on and on about it.  People are writing serious articles about it.

It would suck if it was actually true, but it could be worse.  I've at least led a pretty good life up to this point.

I've gotten to experience the following:

• I'm not a virgin.  Not saying that being a virgin is a bad thing, but virginity probably tops the list of things you don't want to be in possesion of when you get to the pearly gates.
• Finished high school and college.
• I married my best friend, and she loves me a lot.
• We traveled all around the world together (Spain, Italy, Ireland, etc.).
• I went to a World Series game in which my team was playing.
• I saw the Giants win the World Series.  Seriously there were times when I thought I wouldn't see that before I died.
• I ran a marathon and multiple half-marathons.
• We bought a house in a wonderful neighborhood.
• I found out I was going to be a dad.
• I watched the birth of my daughters.
• They've since smiled and laughed which has filled my heart with more joy than anything.
• They actually seem to recognize me and are happy when I come home.

I can't complain about anything I've done with my life.  There are however still things I'd like to experience.

• I want to hear my daughters' first words.
• I want to see them take their first steps.
• Their first day of school.
• There are so many places I'd still like to see like Germany, Australia and Japan.
• Sky-diving seems like it would be pretty fun.
• My kids getting married and starting their own families.
• The Kings winning the NBA championship.

Mostly I just want my kids to have as full and as rich a life as I've had.  They shouldn't get robbed of all these experiences because some stupid rapture.

As ridiculous as this whole rapture thing is, it does help put into perspective that I have a lot of life left to live and my daughters have even more.  If the rapture does happen, I've already come to the conclusion that my wife will head on, and I'll be left behind a la that Kirk Cameron movie.  She is obviously a much better person than me and will take the girls with her.  I'll have to look after any pets and hang out with all the others that didn't make the cut.  At least no more Jehovah's Witnesses and Mormons will be bothering me while I'm watching tv.

All Singing, All Dancing

I love singing to Grace and Ana.  Love it.

I get the feeling that they love it too.  They get huge smiles on their faces when I do which puts a huge smile on my face which causes them to smile even bigger.  It's a vicious cycle.

We have a routine in place where Erin gets the bath ready, and I change them and get them ready for the bath.  While we're doing our routine I sing and dance and do whatever I can to get my giggle fix.  The songs I sing are the only thing that isn't part of the routine.  I'll sing whatever comes in my mind.  Whether it be Walking on Sunshine by Katrina and the Waves or Magic by Ben Kweller or Lost in the Supermarket by The Clash.  My repertoire knows no bounds, and the girls appreciate my range and knowledge of various musical genres.  Or they like the silly faces I make while singing.  Either way.

I also sing to them if they're a little excited and not going down so easily when it is sleep time.  That's when I'll whip out the various lullaby songs that I love.  Ben Folds or Elizabeth Mitchell or Amos Lee are all go to songs that calm the girls down.

They like singing so much that Erin joined in on the fun the other night.  We sang That's Amore while dancing around the kitchen.  Then we moved into a medley of Beatles songs.  Babies love The Beatles.  They're quite fond of the early work of John, Paul, George and Ringo.  I Want to Hold Your Hand and She Loves You may be their favorites.  We danced and sang with them all the way from the kitchen to the nursery and back down again.  We smiled and laughed, and it was a total family affair.

I also bring this up because I'm not able to do my song routine on nights when Erin has Mom's Night Out for her twins group.  At that point it is all about getting through bath time and bottle time.  Game face time.  It not only throws me off, but it also seems to take them out of their comfort zone.  Maybe I give a little too much credit to my dulcet tones, but it's something they enjoy and not doing it takes that enjoyment away.  Or maybe it just puts me in an infectious good mood that they catch.

Either way a day or night without singing to my daughters just isn't the same, and I'll keep singing away until it embarrasses them (and probably even after that).

Twitter Machine Tuesday

Back again for another Twitter Machine Tuesday.  I'm never going to have my own Twitter Machine, and my wife only hammered that point home with her post about the Twitter Machine.  It just doesn't appeal to me, and I'd prefer to post those thoughts here.  So without further ado...

-I may be the greatest Sudoku player ever. At least top ten in Northern California.
-Ana gets so upset that she can't move on her own. She rolls over, kicks her legs frantically and cries.
-Words I learned in high school that I love: ramshackle, ebullient, fraught, quagmire, loquacious.
-I'm eating garlic fries this weekend for the first time all baseball season. Oh and going to a ball game. So exciting.
-I'm rooting so hard against LeBron. He just makes it so easy to hate him.
-Strained sweet potatoes < sweet potato fries. Luckily the girls can't tell they're getting an inferior product.
-Ke$ha was put on the earth to make Lady Gaga seem more tolerable.
-Crazy weather makes me happy. Reminds me of my time in Colorado.
-Can't wait for my girls to play on a sandy beach and a snowy mountain. One of those California joys.
-Whatever happened to dressing up? We used to wear suits and dresses. I blame the 60s and all those hippies.
-Netflix was definitely not invented with new parents in mind. Basically we've become a 3 disc storage and pay a monthly fee.
-Grace cut her first tooth! Ana got hers so early that I started to wonder. Now Ana has top teeth coming in.
-Can't tell you how much I love baby giggles. Makes every day better.
-Negative people suck. What has bitching and moaning ever solved? Also it makes people not like you.
-Parks & Rec is the funniest show on tv, and it's not even close.
-I don't know why Matthew Sweet wasn't more popular in his heyday. I love his music.
-Two hours of Biggest Loser every week is such overkill. Just show them falling off of treadmills and quit the product placements.
-When your kids smile at you the moment you walk in the door, no better feeling in the world.

Have a great week everyone.  Check out my "tweets" next week.