One of Samson's new favorite videos on YouTube:
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- Call me dada. This has, in the few months since my son started "talking," become my name. I'm sure (at least I hope) it will eventually morph into something less early 20th century art movementy --- but I am marked forever as dada. And this is a good thing. I have no real advice to offer, other than always carry Cheerios and extra onesies, and I don't really have a lot of 'wacky' adventures to regale you with. Truth be told, this is as much for me as it is for you. So, uh, thanks for stopping by. I hope it's at least an interesting time-killer. And if not, consider this an ironic exercise in skewering the bourgeouis notions of 21st century American parenthood by deconstructing the materialist ethos that has turned childhood into a demographic and rendered adults simultaneous enablers and slaves. Or something.
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- Tiny dancer
- Best party game ever
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- Fireman Sam
- Polonius at the dinner table
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2 comments:
Wow...I'm speechless. Sadly, I not only remember that, but I was actually pieces of it came flooding back to me as it began. I feel like that should have been before my time. Can you find any Fraggle Rock?? Who doesn't love Fraggle Rock?!
Triggered some flashbacks in a Peter Max, Terri Gilliam sort of way. Little brother was of Sesame Street age and I would be in the house sometimes when it was on... wow man, like, groovy man!
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