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I know you’re expecting me to say the Red Sox, but I’m done talking about them until they win another game.

No, I’m talking about the yellow jacket (bee, wasp, whatever) that is kind of jammed in the latch of the slider door. As in “Was just minding it’s own business when someone locked it, and caught it there.” Except it doesn’t look like it’s caught, it looks like it’s trying to figure out how to unlatch the door so it can get out. But it’s only about 40 degrees out there, so maybe the wasp is actually the one that locked the door. You never know. I’ve seen crazier stuff than that in the movies.

So if it’s still there tomorrow (what, you think I’m going NEAR it? Are you crazy?) I’ll spray it with Windex(tm) for good measure, cause that’s all I’ve got that I’m willing to spray IN the house, and then somehow remove the little dead wasp carcass. And on THAT note…I’m going to bed.

You know what’s wierd? Having a kid who is suddenly aware of months. He looked at our wall calander yesterday, maybe for the 2nd time in his life, and said “It’s the last day of September, tomorrow is October.”

Whoa. Simple stuff like this, that he never really knew, is suddenly old hat for Mr. Kindergarten man. I love love love when he learns new things. He really has turned the corner and is now a really fun companion. Less needing mommy 24/7, more my little co-conspirator. I love the little guy.

No, wait. He just told me the counters are filthy. He’s got to go.

Okay, today was more of a slack-off day. Spent some time with my parents, picked apples (yecch…the good ones aren’t out for another week or two. I prefer either Macoun or Cortland, quite frankly) and had a burger at the little barbecue they were having. It was just nice to tramp around out in the fields without a ton of other people.

Then we came home and I spent over an hour breaking down boxes from my cleaning because tomorrow is recycling day. The guys who pick up my stuff are going to wonder if I celebrate Christmas in August, there is so much stuff out there.

So now we’re putting everything away for the night to go get a good night’s sleep. Tomorrow is…taa daa daa daa…the first day of kindergarten. I’m not “upset” or anything (although I reserve the right to shed a tear or two) but more stressed that I’m going to forget something. Ugh. So weird to send him off and not be there to “take care of things.” I mean, I don’t do that for him now, but it’s different, public school versus daycare I pay for where I can have certain expectations.

And I’m still sad that he has to go to daycare before and after kindergarten. I really do wish I was in a situation where I could just pick him up at noon and take him home with me. If wishes were horses, eh?

I’m thinking this bio might challenge Chuck Barris’s. Seriously.

Okay, now I think you may have to be a certain age to appreciate this, but if you ever watched the Banana Splits, you saw Danger Island. And if you saw Danger Island, you saw Chango.

Here’s the actor’s bio, on his stunt school website.

Note that it does NOT mention Chango. But I got this link off an interview he did on a kind of cool Banana Splits website that Friend-of-the-Dump Anji sent me!.

Someone please, please tell me why on earth cereal companies feel the need to do something “new” with their perfectly fine products? Lucky Charms used to have yellow moons, pink hearts, orange stars and green clover. Then they added blue diamonds. “Oooh, mom, blue diamonds! We have to have blue diamonds!” And other assorted marshmallow bits were added. Rainbows. Pots of gold. One recent one had the middle disappear when milk hit it in the shape of a key. No, don’t ask how I know this.

But I just saw a commercial for one that just takes this too far. Apple Jacks, which remained untouched since I was born (it was my favorite commercial as a baby. Swear to God, my mother tells how I would RUN toward the television in my walker when I heard the Apple Jacks commercial) just added…are you ready? Blue carrots. Wha? Huh? Blue Apple-Jack flavored carrots. Not only is there no point to this, it just makes me angry. That’s right, I’m angry about this. Because they’re messing with a classic, and what if people decide it’s too gross to try and Apple Jacks just go away? Do you see my issue with this?

Stop with the marshmallow pieces, the odd shapes, etc. The ratio of cereal to bits should be at LEAST 3:1. Any more bits than that and you feel like you had candy for breakfast. I actually prefer at 5:1 or so ratio. But maybe I’m not the target audience for Pokemon cereal.