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  1. The netbook is back! Its motherboard died, I sent it in, it's back. Now it just won't recognize the bluetooth mouse. Any hints?
  2. Mixing it up with Cary Nelson again at IHE.
  3. The Boy scored his first game-time basket! He was grinning ear-to-ear as he ran downcourt...
  4. En route to grandparents, The Boy asks "why are there dodgeballs on the power lines?"
  5. @DaniGirl vonage is good if you have a microphone adapter. Also like amazon kindle app, pandora, and mad libs. All free, btw. enjoy!
  6. @kristinhersh Condolences.
  7. The roast is taking too long, the kids are jumpy, and all is pretty much normal.
  8. Awful decisions loom. Yuck, yuck, yuck.
  9. Tree toppled over. Not amused.
  10. Overheard in the cafeteria: "It's a LITERARY FUCKING GENRE!"
  11. Impressed TB, mortified TW with "fart for free" app on itouch. A little silliness is good for the soul.
  12. Trying desperately to build some shopping time into my schedule. The end of semester rush clashes with holiday prep. Bah, humbug!
  13. Snow Day! Snow Day! Snow Day!
  14. The Boy announced that a mime came to his school, and that he was impressed. I was quietly (!) mortified.
  15. TB invented a new dance. He calls it "the incorrect pivot." That's my boy!
  16. Overheard in the hallway: "My nose gets in my face."
  17. Two adults, two kids, one car, six states, five days -- what could possibly go wrong? As it happened, a rousing success. Woo-hoo!
  18. I just generated my #TweetCloud out of 3 months of my tweets. Top three words: girl, touch, ipod - http://w33.us/2vne
  19. Six states in two days! Thinking of printing and selling tour t-shirts.
  20. Getting ready for long, long, long drive. With kids. Bleah, I say.