We were that bored.

Friday we returned from our annual sojourn to the great commonwealth of Massachusetts. Trip was great. Frankie saw some of her cousins and Aunts and Uncles.

However, I must've been in a coma making reservations. Frugal me booked trips with a layover each way. Concourse D in Atlanta is approximately 0.35 miles end to end and in Philadelphia, between concourse B and D there are about 3 strips of people movers and an escalator. There, we took each people mover about 10 laps, I taught Frankie to pitch pennies against a flower pot, we did "walk racing" up and down the concourse almost hitting many people, and we visited a Harley Davidson accessory store - in the airport. All this sightseeing to save about $200.

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Xmas has reared its ugly head again. The signs have been all about since Easter. It's horrible, just frigging horrible. Wake me the 26th.

Do not taunt Chuck E. Cheese

Facebook. It just keeps pulling me back.

Michael in a meeting about Vatican-owned Imobiliare

A while back I pulled my Facebook acct. Don't know why. Just kind of a waste of time watching the day-to-day of others fly by. Last night, I was surfing, I was a bit distracted and had a seed in my head planted by CBM; I reactivated my acct.

Fume. Alone with the kid this cold and crappy weekend, I find myself in front of the machine waiting for the exciting lives of my "friends" to fly by while she watches cartoons on the other monitor. I'm hooked and I can't look away.

I'm finally tearing myself away - hold all your updates gang - to find Frankie a play friend for today. This is your fault CBM.

ROYGB(i)V

At the risk of sounding like one of those obnoxious parents, I'm going to spout off about the chance that the kid might be a genius. And, it's not because she speaks French way better than I.

Late this afternoon was humid but warm outside. While preparing dinner, Frankie called me to the driveway. I was to set up a towel where she directed and I was asked to help her make chalk drawings. I made my usual art work and she got to work quickly on it, editing it to turn my human heads into bugs. Fairly easy conversion. As I was going through the chalk pieces, I put them aside and every once in a while, she'd rearrange them in order of frequencies (we didn't have indigo - talk to Crayola).

I asked her why she arranged them this way. She said, because it's like a rainbow. As a kid, I knew a rainbow to be a bunch of colors in the sky. I changed the order a few times on her casually putting the chalk back in a different order and, when she got to it, would place the chalk in the order: red orange yellow green blue violet. Even the violet! That sequence wasn't cast in my consciousness until late undergrad, pchem. This fascinates me.