Saturday, April 27, 2013

You're a slacker, McFly

After our failed attempt to pretend to buy a DeLorean, we decided to swing by "Chiller Theater," a sci-fi convention at a hotel in Parsippany. I know, it sounds too good to be true.

Samuel's goal was to take a photo with James Tolkan, aka Principal Strickland from "Back to the Future."

And so our Saturday afternoon ended on a high note.

Our 5 new cars

We went to a classic car auction in New Jersey today and pretended to buy cars. Here were my 5 fantasy purchases:

5. An early '80s Mercedes with a removable top, for when Samuel and Ethan are in college and Jen and I don't need a back seat.


4. Mid-2000s Jaguar convertible, for when Samuel and Ethan are in college and Jen and I adopt a couple of very small kids with no legs to sit in the "back seat."


3. Okay, now things are getting interesting. 1979 Trans Am, to drive to my next high school reunion blaring "It's Still Rock'n'Roll To Me" on the cassette deck, so that my old classmates can stare in awe and say, "Wow, that's so sad." This went for less than $10K, and if my Monopoly money had been real, I would now be the proud owner. That's so sad.



2. '54 Corvette. If I had this car, people could say anything they wanted about me and I would go, "La-la-la, not listening, don't care." It's only #2 because I've pledged to Samuel that if we ever actually buy a car it will be a DeLorean, and that goes for Fantasy Auctions as well.


1. And so...an '81 DeLorean. My Monopoly money bid was $18K. The high bid was $17K, so Samuel and I were high-fiving like we'd really bought it. Then the auctioneer said, "Sorry, not selling this one today, the reserve is $25K." Samuel and I were crushed, but I said, "Think how disappointed we'd be if we thought we'd actually won it."


We broke the news to Jennifer when she returned an hour later from her non-fantasy shopping trip to Target.

Thursday, April 25, 2013

Venetian Pool

I just got back from a conference in Miami. Yeah, it sounds fun on paper, but I should note that it was at a hotel near the airport, surrounded by concrete.

The highlight of my trip, aside from playing "touch fingers" with a giggling toddler at the airport, was skipping the closing session of the conference and taking a cab to a place in Coral Gables called the Venetian Pool, which I'd seen in a hotel guest guide. Ostensibly I was trying to beat the rush to the airport, but honestly I just needed an excuse to see this place. I wasn't even sure I was going to swim until I got there, at which point I practically jumped in with my clothes on.

The Venetian Pool is the only swimming pool on the National Register of Historic Places; it was created in 1923 from a coral rock quarry and is fed by a natural spring. It's now the municipal pool of Coral Gables, and it's definitely the coolest municipal pool I've been to.

When I was there yesterday at 3pm, it was 84 degrees and sunny. There were a total of four kids and two adults in the pool. Okay, I probably would've opted for a dozen more toddlers, but we take what the market will bear.






 

Thursday, April 18, 2013

Zombie Apocalypse


Ethan said, "Don't you wish there was a zombie apocalypse? Then this could be our house."

Sunday, April 14, 2013

How to install roller shades in only 7 months


Step 1: Buy shades. Store them somewhere convenient until you're ready to install them.

Step 2: Forget where you stored them. Finally locate them at the back of a closet that requires you to take everything else out to get to them.

Step 3: Start drilling the holes to hang the brackets. Go search for an extension cord when the power drill doesn't reach all the way. Find it at the back of the same closet.

Step 4: Try to screw in the screws with the drill, but quickly realize that it just makes a loud grinding noise and strips them. Screw them in by hand with a regular screwdriver. After thirty minutes, get them almost all the way in.

Step 5: When they stop going into the wall with 1/16 of an inch left, even after you've rubbed all the skin off your palm and are sweating like a pig, reluctantly unscrew them all the way and re-drill the holes a little deeper.

Note: on the very last one, if you force the drill a little too hard, you may notice that the drill bit actually comes out of the drill and embeds itself deep in the wall. If that happens, ignore it. The odds of ever using the drill again were slim anyway.

Step 6: Hang the shades. Sit back and enjoy.

Optional step: If you want the shades to pull down evenly rather than listing slightly to one side, you may want to consider using a measuring tape prior to drilling the holes. Whatever.

Friday, April 12, 2013

A cool thing happened today

I was walking down the stairs to the subway on my way to work, and at the bottom of the stairs were two foreign-looking women with a baby and a stroller, getting ready to come up.

I was thinking, "Damn, I must've just missed the train."

As I was passing, the older woman, who appeared to be the grandma, tapped me on the shoulder, handed the baby boy to me, and pointed up the stairs. I said, "You want me to carry him up the stairs?" She didn't speak English but nodded.

So I carried the little boy up the stairs while he stared at me with his big brown eyes. When we got to the top, I kissed him on the forehead and handed him back to his grandmother.

That made my day.