(this is) durkin.org

This afternoon, MR and Reilly played some games on the Sesame Street site. One of the games is about choosing words that rhyme: you are given a word and then try to match it to four other words, only one of which rhymes with the first.

They started playing, and Reilly got the first two correct; with no hesitation in his response, as though at three years old putting together words that rhyme is, well, child’s play.

MR says at this point, she was impressed.

On the third try, the word to match was “moon.” The options were “snail,” “spoon,” “car,” and “turtle.” Reilly promptly chose snail, then turned to MR for affirmation.

MR looked at him for a long time. Finally she said - “You have no idea what rhyming is, do you?” And he laughed and laughed and laughed.

So, score one for lucky.  Hold your horses on the super scholarship announcements.

The little guy is a tank. And when I say little, I don’t so much mean little - Dobbs is a big 17 month old.

MR and I call him Dobbszilla¹ because his favorite game for a long time has been knocking things down² or breaking things apart³. He also is a bit of a heavy, in that he likes to push (pretty much anyone, but mostly Reilly) around.

The comparison goes a little bit deeper, too: the little guy is learning to talk, but has not quite mastered language yet, so when he gets excited, frustrated or angry, he resorts to a grunt-based form of communication.

1. Papa likes to modify the old theme song to Godzilla - “Oh no, there goes Tokoyo! Dobbszilla!” «
2. Like block-towers or sandcastles. «
3. Like his brother’s train tracks. «

I’ve been doing some thinking about time, order, my place in it and my mangement of it. At least in relation to (this is) durkin.org. And here it is: I tend to go for days¹ without writing anything². But things happen in that time, things that I want to capture here in some way, but they sometimes seem stale, and often the thought of rehashing is not so good and then there is the whole issue of time / continuity and all that.

But the thing is, these are my stories and I should tell them when and how I like. So, if I miss some time, or if something later occurs to me that I want to go back and enter into the proper order of events, I’ll just do it. I will (gasp) edit the dates and fix it up all pretty so no one ever knows (not that they would care if they did).

With one definite rule - I will not post an entry prior to October 9, 2000, the earliest remaining entry on (this is) durkin.org³. Even though there was a site before, and some data lost, I like the idea of a definite begining.

For the puritst out there, and for my own record-keeping, I have created a new category called revised, and I will mark all date-revised entries as such. That way, I get to have a flow, a timeline that is consistent, but I also keep tabs on where I’ve cheated.

1. OK, weeks and months «
2. A habit I am trying to break. Again. «
3. That is, prior to this entry, which was actually on tripod.com, back before bruised orange «