A few minutes of unexpected Dadly duty.

“Dad, would you make a stormtrooper outfit for Luke?”


“Here, lemme show you.”

Thus was I introduced to the girls’ world of entirely homemade Star Wars paper dolls.  And my first effort wasn’t too terrible, either, for a few minutes’ work.  Suitably iconic, you see:

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“Aren’t you a little short for a stormtrooper?”

The Star Wars characters were an outgrowth of their previous efforts at homemade action figures from the brand new Captain Underpants film, which sounds like it was at least as amusing as the books.  (Which is to say, surprisingly amusing.)

They’ve got this paper doll concept down pretty well, and actually applied it, in the form of paper clothes, for their pipe-cleaner and felt Captain Underpants figure–it added a lot of life to what is otherwise a 3-D stick figure.  And the enthusiasm the film generated has each girl working on her own comic now, as well.

Who knows where this may go?  Inspiration truly takes many forms.


Sometimes, you just choke on the words.

So the girls brought home Good Night Stories for Rebel Girls from the library, a week or so ago.


We’re working our way around the book, and thus far there has been much to like.  Naturally I could do entirely without any of the entries for politicians or wannabe politicians (on the grounds of being inherently athematic), but they’ve been easy enough to ignore.  The book’s basic premise–of a summary catalog of a selection of notable women–is a great idea, and some of the choices seem truly inspired.

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Not the day we expected.

Some days just have stories with them, and today was one of them.  Today I was up really early for a 5am webconference (my current work has me on a team with a few folks from Cape Town) and it was particularly frustrating because my internet connection was spotty, with audio dropping in and out and generally making an operational mess of “my” meeting.

What I didn’t know is that I should have been thankful that I was able to connect to the meeting at all, in the first place.

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Reflections on 2008.

Looking back on it now, it seems almost ridiculous what we managed to do in 2008, and mostly in the latter half of 2008 at that. Move, job, baby—blam, blam, blam. Factor in all the other things that happened, and the absurdity stands out that much more. Even in the process of writing it up, I can’t tell you how many times I had to stop and say, “holy cow, I completely forgot about this part, which happened right alongside x, y, and z…”

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We had a lovely Thanksgiving dinner at Keith and Meaghan’s in Eagle River, with much of Meaghan’s family in attendance, plus Darrell and Julie from the magnificent New Year’s 4WD trip up the Knik valley. Some really marvelous people, from the sound of it. I even overheard some polite declines to talk politics because of how strongly most people in the house felt about government interference. (Ha! These folks ain’t seen nothing yet, have they?)