Can't stop watching:

Punkin chunkin on the Science channel.

Recent Statement Regarding Online Gambling

Sen. Margarita Prentice
PO Box 40411
Olympia, WA 98504-0411

Senator Prentice,

I am writing you regarding recent statements you made to ESPN.com regarding online gambling in the state of Washington. I was deeply disappointed by your apparent lack of empathy and concern for those Washington state residents who would seek to participate in online poker playing. Your apparent contempt for poker players and disparagement of gas station attendants is particularly upsetting. Your inability to understand and show concern for online poker players begs the question if there are other constituencies that you are out of touch with or fail to understand.

I am a stay-at-home parent of two young boys who enjoys playing poker as a recreation. As a parent I do not always have the time or luxury of traveling to a casino to play poker. Online poker allows me to put in short sessions of poker as time permits without needing to drive anywhere. Unfortunately I do not have the luxury to leave my children unattended and go down to the gas station and "go pump gas" as you suggest.

According to the law you sponsored I am a felon simply for playing poker online in the privacy of my own home. I must respectfully disagree.

Sincerely,
Tyler Moriguchi
Seattle, Washington

For sale:

3 year old boy. Make offer. All sales final.

Good/Bad soccer

Good: had a guy who looked like Tyrone Marshall play on our soccer team tonight. Bad: he didn't play like Tyrone Marshall.

If only

3 year olds and two month olds understood daylight savings and slept in for that extra hour.

Things I never thought I'd say

"no H, we don't lick frosting off other children's faces."

Winning feels good

Except for that barely being able to walk thing after the game. Rowdies Blue 5-1 (maybe 6).

If I may say so......

God damn I make a good Vietnamese house-husband.

SAHD Math

One 2 year old + one 6 week old + one pulled groin + one wife at work = one scared father + one long day

Who knew?

According to T my car "smells like boy" and apparently that is a bad thing.

QOTD

"Daddy, when I am older will you share your alcohol?" I can't make this stuff up. Mind you, he will be three in November. I guess there's no question who's child he is.

Fashion faux

Sounders jersey, grey shorts, and ................ Pink socks! Auntie QP would def not approve. That's the risk you run when you let your son choose.

Culinary adventure

The impulse buy of frozen boiled and salted broad beans was sadly a disaster. It would have helped if there were instructions on how to prepare on the package.

I wish

I didn't have to apologize to other parents for my son's behavior so much.

Friday night, parent style

Get child number 1 to bed by 9:00 while infant sleeps so we parents can spend some intimate time together paying bills online and read about our coop's new bed bug policy. We are crazy like that.

Milestones:

Just gave MMM his first bottle, which he killed in one sitting.

Haiku

Autumn rain/ falling in Seattle./ Too bad it's still summer.

Introducing

I would like to introduce everyone to my son, Minh Moriguchi.

Pretty awesome

Thanks to Julius Goat over at the Goat Speaks for this.

An open letter to dog owners

(especially the one who's dog took a shit at Woodinville field #2) I like dogs. Big ones, little ones, yappy little lap dogs, dogs with funny haircuts, you name it. I don't even mind the slobber or the bad breath. And I don't mind them running around off-leash in the park or on the field. And even when your dog takes a giant dump in the middle of a soccer field, I don't hate them. Because let's face it, they're dogs. But when you, as their owner, leave that shit on the field, I hate you. I despise you. I want to cause bodily harm to you. And if I ever see you leaving shit on the field it will not be pretty.

And sure, I've been in your situation where I only brought 2 bags and you've already used them up. But maybe you can look in a garbage can and find something to use to, at the very least, remove said shit from the middle of the field.

Thank you.