HiddenPassageway.com is like a 100,000 watt shock to my geek nerves. When I was a kid, secret passageways were the sina qua non of coolness. I remember I had seen a TV program about them and how common they were in stately homes and castles. Some were practical and used for things like magically disappearing servants and hiding from rioting French peasants. Others were for mere whimsey like a host that liked to disappear in the middle of a party for some solitude. These things are not cheap, but they peg to coolness meter.
Quarantine 2008 has ended
Fair warning: possibly graphic post and not for the squeamish. So it all started Friday night. Wife and I had a long day (as usual) and had finally finished with dishes, laundry and the rest of the normal daily grind. The baby had been fussy most of the day and had spit up here and there. Mostly we thought it had been switching from formula to milk which can sometimes cause this type of thing. By the time kid #4 rolls around you tend to let these things slide. If this were #1 we'd have called in a medivac at the first sign of vomiting in a 1 year old. He finally calmed down and we got him off to sleep. We watched a bit of The Wire and retired (very) late. About 10 minutes later #2 wakes up crying complaining of a stomach ache. I ask if he has to go to the bathroom and he says no, it's not that. His stomach really hurts. OK, into my bed and I'll get the heating pad for a bit. We get him settled and he calms down. Knowing that he tends towards the dramatic, I s...
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