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Not a comment on the episode, but a parenting thing to think about.
I'm the youngest of 6, and sometimes mom or dad would say (because they couldn't remember often). "Tom, George, Patrick, whatever your name is..." and then stop doing that or whatever. It was done in fun and was nothing more than them being exasperated tired parents usually.
But more than once it made me feel bad they couldn't remember my name.
The reason I mention it is I just noticed the term 'middle child' rolls off of your tongues so easily I'm sure you don't give it a thought.
Might want take a moment to observe if it's making him feel bad.
Not saying this will be the one thing that makes him end up on the roof with a rifle (hardly) but that memory suddenly resurfaced after decades about how it made me feel when BG said that.
Cheers. Don't worry, I can tell you are great parents.
Good morning, portlandmaxtrains.
Please don't take this as being mean, but I thought I'd chime in:
1: Middle Child is a girl. Youngest Child (girl), Middle Child (girl), Junior Dude (boy).
2: Middle Child has actually referred to herself as such, like when I was trying to order Girl Scout cookies from her. Though that might've just been because I received an email from her, and wouldn't have known who she was by her first name.
Like I said, nothing nasty meant.
Enjoy your weekend.
What does ISIS want?
"They want us to lose our heads, Mr. Bailey. Let's not oblige them."--James T. Kirk
Sci-fi University was easier than normal. I got Clockwork Orange after the second note of the score. And when Firefly came up, it made me realize that I need to rematch again. Again.
Obviously Josss Weadon has a way with language, and his dialogue is so snappy and clever that I know I'l never write anything as good. I like the old west patois, but I've read several blogs dedicated to checking the shows Chinese usage, and it mostly fails in both accent and even meaning. Doesn't mean it's not one of the greatest television shows to take place in space.
The disclaimer at the beginning of the podcast,
" This podcast is not safe for work"
Because I do work through weekends and listen in during my work hours. As a professional warehouseman with longevity. Even I had to pull my lift truck over to the side when the conversation becomes volatile. While my company preaches SAFETY FIRST, it simultaneously demands productivity.
The rare phenomenon of a human breed (with natural ability to use the left side of the brain) with the scientific background and the explicit exposure to the well documented female multi tasking.
Provides the only theory to explain why some homosapeins have ignored the seriousness of the disclaimer with remarkable results.
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portlandmaxtrains, I know that feeling re: names - my mother, in her infinite wisdom, named all her kids with names starting with the same letter. I can't count the number of times she's addressed me with a stuttering roll call of my brothers' names before reaching mine. And this has continued, even when we're 400 miles separated, talking over the phone, long after one of my brothers has passed.
And if that wasn't bad enough? I work with several men who also share my initial. And one of my coworkers has the same damned verbal tic.
But to your point, let me ask you something: Do you think it's a bright idea to let out any more personal information onto the Internet than BG & DG already have? They're not calling their children by their birth order to save them the trouble of remembering names; they're doing it so their children's names aren't all over the Internet.
There's your parenting thought, and from an avowed non-parent, no less.
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