Great words to hear from your kid in the morning

"Can I watch The Music Man?"

We'd Tivoed last night's remake of the classic, starring Matthew Broderick, and Elayna and I started watching it live, as I hadn't realized it would be three hours long. She watched it for almost an hour after I left for Blood Bowl, even, and was eager to finish it this morning. It's so nice seeing her appreciate a musical (especially a long one -- the tv version of Annie is the only other non-animated one she's watched all the way through). I've got to give credit to the folks at Wonderful World of Disney -- they've done a great job.

Dear Hot Wheels

Fuck you. Fuck you with a poker for making a toy that takes an hour to assemble, and that, because the plastic pieces don't lock, can't possible remain assembled.

Yeah, I spent the last hour (more like half an hour, but it was still a pain in the ass) assembling the Hot Wheels Octoblast that Elayna's birth family got her for Xmas. Royal pain in the ass. Reminds me of why I never was able to get anyone to give me those things when I was a kid.

I will say, the set is pretty cool. Lots of car crashes, even with just the two enclosed vehicles, lots of fun, lots of jumps. I just wish the tracks would stay together better.

Gah!

So, April 5, the Saturday before my birthday. Two concerts. Melissa Ferrick at the Red Light, and the Seldom Scene at the Variety.

Fuuuuck.

I don't like decisions like this.

Oh, and Jimmy Vaughn at the Roxy that night.

Dammit dammit dammit.