I'm imagining a slow-motion video of you running in crooked circles through a living room with chains of infant nieces and nephews hanging from your ears, an expression of weary bafflement on your face, trying to explain data structures.
See, dave, that image, or that expression of bafflement, is precisely what Mr. Davis has on his face as he struggles to reconcile himself to his children's rebelliousness.
The halibut specialist, or another, as yet unmentioned sister?
Posted by: LizardBreath | November 13, 2005 at 02:35 PM
The halibut one.
Posted by: ben wolfson | November 13, 2005 at 02:40 PM
In fact, that's the only one.
Posted by: ben wolfson | November 13, 2005 at 02:41 PM
Like a gear?
Posted by: rone | November 13, 2005 at 03:46 PM
Yes. Now she's a functioning part of a larger societal machine.
Posted by: ben wolfson | November 13, 2005 at 03:55 PM
Congratulations and best wishes to Ben's halibut-cooking sister!
Posted by: Matt Weiner | November 13, 2005 at 04:13 PM
Indeed, congratulations & best wishes.
Posted by: bitchphd | November 13, 2005 at 05:41 PM
Was this unexpected only to you or to your whole immediate family?
Posted by: ogged | November 13, 2005 at 11:44 PM
to the sautée cook?
Posted by: tammy | November 14, 2005 at 08:46 AM
I'm imagining a slow-motion video of you running in crooked circles through a living room with chains of infant nieces and nephews hanging from your ears, an expression of weary bafflement on your face, trying to explain data structures.
Posted by: dave zacuto | November 14, 2005 at 10:11 AM
Yes, sautée cook.
See, dave, that image, or that expression of bafflement, is precisely what Mr. Davis has on his face as he struggles to reconcile himself to his children's rebelliousness.
Posted by: ben wolfson | November 16, 2005 at 10:15 PM