weapons of massdistraction

Clockwork’s Friday the 13th Party was a fantastic success. There were many friendly faces, old and new, with much mingling done. But one party goer happened to be a former boyfriend of mine. And, unbeknownst to me, my son had a little talk with him, man to man. Apparently he took this fellow over to a whiteboard. My son proceeded to draw two stick figures. He pointed to one and said to him “that’s you.” He pointed to the other and said “that’s me.” Then he drew an orange arc from his stick figure to the other which he then violently scribbled over, obliterating in a blaze of orange expo marker. He even laughed while declaring “I incinerated you!” My child concluded this exercise by drawing himself in jail. I do try my best to avoid talking about grownup garbage in front of the lad, really, I do, but I can’t help think he picked up on my disappointment over this particular failed relationship. Interesting how this knowledge manifested itself. I could do without the terroristic threats but at least I know the kid has my back.

Bonus: Distractions that are new to me: No Good For Me and the Uncyclopedia.
Plus: I already blew way too much money on groceries over the weekend, but I haven’t made a United Noodles run in ages. This miso ginger soup with tofu noodles is sounding really good right about now.
And: In celebrity news, I’m bummed out that The Wicker Man’s Edward Woodward has passed away. And I already think that Lady Gaga = absolute ridiculousness when taken on face level, but now these nutjobs at the Vigilant Citizen are trying to link her with the occult. Whaaaa?