computers

One Cat, Many Computers

“Welcome to bundle’s
The place to be
when the cats are barfing

Welcome to bundle’s
Washing away the barf
Cleaning up the barf

Welcome to bundle’s
When the cat barfs up!

Welcome to bundle’s
Where mommy gets it on her hands!”

— Lucy improvising a song while her Mom cleans up after a sick Wubert

Kinda New Computer from Mike C on Vimeo.

We got a new (actually a refurb) computer last week, a 27″ i7 iMac, to replace the system I sold to my sister. I ordered it last Thursday afternoon and it actually arrived the very next day, so Wubie and I were psyched to bust it open and fire it up.

This was probably the 4th or 5th computer Wubie and I have opened together. We started with a G3 Blue and White back in 1999 when Wubie was a youngster. Wubie’s a teenager now, about 70 in human years, so he’s a little creakier now than he was back then (but then again, so am I.)

I’m hoping he’ll stick around for a few more system changes. It wouldn’t be the same (or nearly as fun) without him.

Here’s a photo collage of Wubie and some of the computers he’s “inspected” over the last 10+ years:

One Cat, Many Computers

Growing Up

08-25-2009

One of my favorite family videos is from Christmas Eve, 2008. It’s very special because it shows Lucy during her transition from “baby” to “kid”. She was just starting to talk then, saying a few words like “momma” and “daddy”. She referred to Wubie as “meow”. It was only eight months ago, but in terms of her overall development it was a very long time ago.

At times I get a little nostalgic for that baby/kid. However, the current kid is pretty fun too. She’s gotten to the point where she really thinks about and questions things, surprising her parents at times. An example:

The other night I found Lucy sitting at the dinner table, plastic fork in hand, munching on a snack. Minutes later, I saw her running through the living room with the same plastic utensil in hand.

“Hey, you can’t run around with that fork in your hand!” I yelled said to her, “that’s dangerous!”

She stopped momentarily to look at her poor old dad, then said, “What if I walk?”

I stood befuddled as the kid speed-walked to the next room, plastic cutlery in hand.

Another example:

The other day, when Jill was preparing to take Lucy outside, she grabbed the sunscreen and steeled herself for the latest skirmish involving getting sunscreen on the kid. As always, Lucy put up a fuss.

“You know you need to put on sunscreen if we go out in the sun, Lucy!” her mom said.

“What if I stay in the shade?” the kid bargained.

To go from barely speaking to questioning authority (in diapers, no less) in a few scant months is pretty impressive. Another way the kid has developed: she now has her own laptop (a Dell Mini 9) which she uses to watch Maru videos on YouTube. She’s wireless of course.

I can’t wait until next Christmas Eve.