Back to skool

Tomorrow, or so, school starts for my boys. One will be a big second grader, the other starts kindergarten.

So of course, tonite was “meet the teacher” night. Heh. Where we say such nice things to each other as “how nice to meet you!” and “I can’t wait to talk to you again!” This is, of course, before school actually starts and the teachers call Constantine to come deal with your children. On the first day.

Afterward, since they had been so well behaved (and really, they had been. Behaved.), we took the kids to Wings and Such. Where I proceeded to try and teach my two year old to read:

Me: (pointing at mirrored sign) “Coors. Light. Coors Light.”

Child: Whips her hands in the air, shouts “Go, Illini!”

Wife: “Honey, he’s just trying to sell you on weak beer since you’re his only daughter.”

Me: “Can I teach her the joke about intercourse in a canoe?”

Wife: “No.”

Kid: (hands up) “Go, Illini!”

Etc. School starts tomorrow, y’all.

That was fast

The gas station across the street raised the price of unleaded 6 cents. While I was at lunch.

update: overheard from a co-worker: “I have a $10 round-trip commute.” That was before she saw the higher price today…

update to the update: the station a mile away (that ours mimics) raised their prices eight cents today, to $2.57. Can’t wait to see what happens tomorrow.

There must be something wrong with me

I watched Unfaithful last night, and I didn’t think it was that awesome. Could have just been the wine.

I thought Richard Gere spent most of the movie looking vaguely constipated (as he sometimes looks), but then by the end he does some stuff (which is good, since other wise I would have fallen asleep) but it just didn’t seem “real.”

I also thought Diane Lane was freakin’ hot and if it hadn’t been for her I wouldn’t have watched more than about nine minutes of this movie.

I’m also not sure it can be called a “thriller,” but maybe I’m just being harsh.