The institutional mouthpiece of Kjel.org

Kjel.org is headed to Bellevue and Seattle this weekend to see the Moms and to see the Mariners. Hopefully neither of the two suck while we are up there.

Oddly enough, the Chiefs Bride and Educator will be at the same baseball game we are going to. They claim this was not planned. It’s like they’re following us or something. Not like I won’t drink pre-game beer(s) with them anyway. If they happen to be in LA two weeks from now I am going to be a little weirded out.

Also, do you know what day it is tomorrow?

The Jr VP likes to dance. The music doesn’t matter: it can be Jojo the clown, the Misfits, or a McDonalds ad on TV. The boy just likes to get down. As such I’ve tried to help him in his dance endeavors. I’ve taught him to do a version of the MC Hammer dance, where he spreads his legs and then kinda shuffles along sideways. Break it down! Duh duh duh duh na duh duh na duh duh duh na duh duh duh na da - Stop! Stinkboy time! Hopefully the lad never wants to wear parachute pants, but if he does, at least I’ll know why.

My version of Mr. Hammer’s dance and a little dance I call The Happy Robot are pretty much the only two dances I know well enough to teach. Probably better for him in the long run. And the short and medium run too for that matter.