"What's that?"
-- Daisy, on seeing the vacuum cleaner
Saturday, February 23, 2008
Friday, February 22, 2008
Wednesday, February 20, 2008
Tuesday, February 19, 2008
Map of San Francisco Bay (detail)
Monday, February 18, 2008
Daisy nods her head in time to some music
Daisy, are you a headbanger?
Daisy: I'm a headbanger.
Buster: I'm a woodpecker.
Daisy: I'm a headbanger.
Buster: I'm a woodpecker.
Wednesday, January 30, 2008
Match this, Alan Lomax
A great find, musicologists! A rare home-made recording of Buster, the songwriter, interpreting his composition "I Am Buzz Lightyear." Or whatever it's called. This was recorded in the spring of '07.
It might be better to download the recording, but it'll stream if you click on it, assuming you have Windows Media Player.
It might be better to download the recording, but it'll stream if you click on it, assuming you have Windows Media Player.
Tuesday, January 29, 2008
Saturday, January 26, 2008
Friday, January 25, 2008
It's just what I've always wanted!
Shouted after each of the first three or four presents opened on Christmas morning.
Dad asks Buster a silly question
Dad, you know how I say goodbye to a baby?
No.
Like this. [Makes silly face] Bye-bye!
That's pretty funny. When do you ever say goodbye to a baby?
Whenever I see a baby and I'm leaving.
No.
Like this. [Makes silly face] Bye-bye!
That's pretty funny. When do you ever say goodbye to a baby?
Whenever I see a baby and I'm leaving.
Wednesday, January 02, 2008
Flying
Daisy: My band-aid flew off.
Buster: It didn't fly off, Daisy. Band-aids can't fly. Nothing can fly.
Birds can fly. Rubber bands can fly.
Rubber bands cannot fly.
Sure they can, watch. [Gets rubber band, shoots it down the hall.]
Where'd it go?
It flew down the hallway, hit the doorknob and landed right there.
It didn't fly.
Sure it did. How you think it got down there? It didn't walk.
That's not flying. It's falling with style.
You either get the reference or you don't.
Buster: It didn't fly off, Daisy. Band-aids can't fly. Nothing can fly.
Birds can fly. Rubber bands can fly.
Rubber bands cannot fly.
Sure they can, watch. [Gets rubber band, shoots it down the hall.]
Where'd it go?
It flew down the hallway, hit the doorknob and landed right there.
It didn't fly.
Sure it did. How you think it got down there? It didn't walk.
That's not flying. It's falling with style.
You either get the reference or you don't.
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