Post Christmas

Happy Holidays everybody.  Now that my second Christmas has passed I thought it time to reflect.  I don't remember much about my first Christmas, I know there was an elf costume of sorts and lots of colorful paper.  Come to think of it, there was an unusually large amount of colored paper this year as well.  And boxes, I love boxes.  What all those toys and clothes are doing in perfectly good, fun inspiring boxes, I'll never know.  Just take the toys out and there's hours of great fun to be had with a good ol' box.  There's stacking, nesting, and if I climb inside an impossibly small box, the old man will push me around on the floor in it while making this disturbing brrrroooom sound.  Mad fun!  I about pee my pants it's so much fun ... actually I pee my pants all the time fun or not.  

I did make the trip back to Illinois this Christmas.  Great to see all the relations back in fly-over country.  I saw my cousins Finn and Eli (Eli you will recall is from 

hamanneggs.blogspot.com fame).  Check us out pictured just above.  That's Finn in the middle and Eli on my far left (your right).  OK, yeah, we were not having the jolliest of times at that particular moment, too many sugar plums or something, but I assure you the good times were rolling right before someone decided to take our photo.  Yup, we were three wild and crazy Hamanns.  Runs in the family.  I mean Finn, riding a horse in the living room and Eli, well, let's just say all the ladies were taking a keen interest in old Eli.  Yup, joy, joy, joy.  Good times were had by all.  I suppose Finn's expression here about sums up the photo experience though ... "why am I always working with amateurs?  I hear you Finn, I hear you.  

Hope you all had a great holiday season, and have a great New Year.

- Fox out.        

Boy's night in.

Tonight, my friend Demani came over for a visit. Sharp dresser isn't he. I'll have to talk to him about where he gets his wardrobe. He and his parents moved here from Michigan about the same time we did. Demani is one week older than I am and he can walk ... I'm just a bit jealous. But I don't hold it against him personally, he's a good guy. We played blocks, I chased Demani around the living room, envious of his upright mobility, and shared the remote to the "T.V." (I know it's just a fake remote and not the remote to THE T.V., I'd have to pry that away from my dad).

I showed Demani my secret stash of toys under the microwave stand, the one I showed you in my video. He thought that was cool. It is. We put blocks in boxes, took them out again, and then played with the cars he gave me for my birthday. Nice friend to give a guy a car for his birthday!

Even though he can walk and I can't seem to master the vertical shuffle just yet, I was glad to be able to hang with the big "D" man for a while. Demani's cool. He has inspired me to try harder to get the hang of this walking thing. Perhaps next post I'll have to do wireless I'll be so mobile. I'm sure my parents will appreciate that!

I'm calling it a night. Entertaining a friend can be exhausting. Thanks for coming over Demani! See you later. (I've got to get a pair of shoes like those ...)













- Fox out.

Nor' easter?

So, on the right you'll see my back yard at 8:00 a.m., just as it was starting to snow today. On the left and below a bit you'll see the result of that snow at approximately 6:00 p.m. Needless to say, it snows a bit here in New York.

Now I'm no stranger to snow. I was not born yesterday after all, last year perhaps, but not yesterday. I am told we had a fairly good snow back in Illinois, that is back when we still lived in Illinois. I think I was just a few months old at that point, during the blizzard of '07 (yes I realize it's still '07, but it sounds better this way) so I am unable to report with any degree of accuracy as to it's impact. I am told however, by very reliable sources that the big snow of '07 (the one I referred to earlier as having occurred during my short residency in Illinois) was in fact more devastating than the snow we had today. That is not meant to diminish the impact of the snow today, just to relate a sense of scale. In fact I seem to recall that we lost power at our home in Illinois, during the blizzard of '07, and have not in fact lost power here in New York. I do have to say it was an impressive amount of snow here today for a relatively short period of time however. I have it on good authority that the snow today, and I quote, "is nothing". Like I said, it snows here. A lot. Not sure I like the sounds of that.

It was fun to watch the flakes falling from the sky today. Like watching a giant overturned salt shaker, if some miscreant had loosed the shaker lid that is. No time to cry over spilled milk however. What's done is done. Stiff upper lip and all that. Perhaps it's time for a nice bottle, calms the nerves. Milk of course, the Guinness hat is my dad's. He just let's me wear it, provided I do my tough guy look. Not bad eh?


- Fox out.

Been busy ...

Wow, it's been a hectic week. I think I sprained my brain on that last post. While it is a fact that I have an unusually high IQ for a 13 month old, there is only so much I can manage without getting overloaded.

With that said, I thought I'd check out becoming a foot model. What do you think? Granted I am cute enough to become a regular old super-model, but they get such little respect. A foot model though, not everyone can pull that off. I mean just LOOK at your feet! Gross. My feet on the other hand are as yet unmarred by the ravages of the everyday grind. I mean I hardly wear shoes for goodness sake. Yup, foot model it is. Maybe hand modeling, although mine are usually busy with something. I'll have to check with my agent to see where the demand is.

Anyways, hope you all have a great week. Remember to take time to prop your feet up (just not while the boss is around).

- Fox out

Humor the old man.

So the other evening, my big brother Josh put his glasses on me and my father took this picture. Now my father thinks I should post something high-brow. He seems to think I look even more like a Ivy Leaguer with the glasses on. OK, I'll humor him, keeps him happy. Let's see, what to say ... OK, OK, how about this:

"So I said to Percy, we can only understand Husslerl's Seventh Meditation by applying destructive analysis to its own thought, leading to a formation of a destitutional noema which expresses the essential penuriousness of the work itself; clearly anyone familiar with the unwritten Ideen IV would realize immediately this destitution implies eidetic mutual transcendence of all principles, including that of noematico-epochosynthetic correlaticity relative to that of destitutional analysis. I mean just read Lebenswelter old-man. And he said, 'That's what you say.' What a Yalie."

Alright, I've humored the old man. Now I think I'll go fill my pants. That should keep him busy.