Lots of Monkeys

Having studied the Japanese language and Japan itself, I’m not really surprised when I see, “wacky” objects, trinkets, characters, etc. from Japan. Hell, I own a Maracas Simulation Game. So it’s difficult to surprise me with something from Japan. Except in this case. I was totally amused. So amused in fact, that I’m going to devote my first Guinness on Friday to this character, in the hopes that he will come to the United States, and bless us.

By the way, this is the same company that is responsible for the droopy Panda.

Thanks to Rose for pointing the beer fairy out to me.

Did some volunteer work today, talking to some kids about the IT field. Of course, they’re interested in hacking things, so I talked about Social Engineering. I gave more than a few examples. jungfroid was there too. Telling the kids how it is in the cruel harsh world of IT.

jungfroid: “You have to know what’s wrong before you know what’s right.”
PraxisLoki: “Don’t you have that backwards?”

I can only hope that these kids are using that knowledge for good, and not evil. Just as long as they’re sitting in front of a computer tonight and getting more familiar with it, I’m happy.

I just want to sit here and listen. Maybe breathe.

Portishead, Lovage, More Portishead, and Handsome Boy Modeling School

Remember “Take your daughter to work day?”

Today is “Take your mother to work day” for me. Which is an interesting experience, to say the least. Introduced my coworkers to my mother and of course, she behaves herself. Then, back in the office, strange words start to issue forth from my mouth.

“No, you can’t touch that.”
“Put that back, please.”
“Okay, I’ll take you to the restroom.”
“Please don’t touch that.”
“No, it’s not lunchtime yet.”

Right now she’s sitting in my reception area and playing secretary and surfing the net. It’s interesting because I have memories of me going to her job during school holidays. Mainly I remember sitting and doing homework, or reading.

But of course, being the perfect child–I never touched anything.

Well, mom and I are just geeking out a bit. We did a bit of shopping today, had some lunch, and in general catching up.

And, in typical Mom fashion–I can’t keep her from cleaning.

“These chess pieces were all over the place so I cleaned them up.”
“Mom, that was a game in progress.”

Ah well. These things can’t be helped.

Mothers will be mothers. Sons will roll their eyes as they have for generations before them.

And they’ll always be family.