<p>^^^ jmmom rejoices in being a MOS. No eyeliner involved.</p>
<p>oh wait, I guess that’s really no guarantee :D. </p>
<p>Which brings us to a serious metaphysical question: which is more stunning… black eyeliner, appropriately caked on? or dark brown hair, appropriately decorated with a shaved stripe by a clueless mom?</p>
<p>jmmom-
My dear, the answer is simple. You take the black eyeliner and color in the striped area in the back of the head.</p>
<p>Hey!! Congrats on post # 7800 mom60!!</p>
<p>Whoo-hoo! Yay, mom60! Maybe we should start planning the #8000 extravaganza now!</p>
<p>What to get the MOSs after she drops the boys off at the airport? </p>
<p>How about a bottle of Glen Fiddich?? An hour before the intl flight, S1 discovered that he had misplaced his passport. I found it with minutes to spare–in the rear seat pocket of one of the cars. He’s taken it with him in case he wanted to get into a pub–becuase he’d lost the license.</p>
<p>All day they both talked about how much we’d miss them. Saywhat?? H and I gave each other the “not bloody likely look”. :eek:</p>
<p>Cheers to cheers and her newly peaceful life! Glenfiddich coming right up!!</p>
<p>ok-- who can give us the skinny on who prematurely torched the statue (for lack of a better word) at burning man and why?</p>
<p>Seems to be arson. The SF Chronicle had [an</a> article about it](<a href=“http://www.sfgate.com/cgi-bin/article.cgi?f=/c/a/2007/08/29/BA2ARQRFI.DTL]an”>www.sfgate.com/cgi-bin/article.cgi?f=/c/a/2007/08/29/BA2ARQRFI.DTL) yesterday, including one of the more bizarre [mug</a> shot photos](<a href=“http://www.sfgate.com/cgi-bin/object/article?f=/c/a/2007/08/29/BA2ARQRFI.DTL&o=3]mug”>www.sfgate.com/cgi-bin/object/article?f=/c/a/2007/08/29/BA2ARQRFI.DTL&o=3) ever. They plan to have the Man rebuilt by Saturday’s scheduled burn. Regular updates are being added to this article.</p>
<p>OK, so remember Next Year at Burning Man? Well Alumother has sent a representative. Alubrother the psychologist is there. He was prepared to do therapy as his gift in the gift economy. No I am not kidding. Do you think he is doing therapy for the mourners and the grievers? Anger management for the ragers? Or just retreating into his own trauma? Only time will tell…</p>
<p>I suspect he will have a new appreciation for id when he returns!</p>
<p>Do you get posts for posting here? I think not…right</p>
<p>Alu-bro will be the CC rep–although he may not know it…haha.</p>
<p>Postscript to the airport drop-off: check-in trainee let both boys check in 64 kg–a total of 128 kg, approx 36kg over their economy luggage allowance. Lifting my Glen Fiddich to her!</p>
<p>No sheed30, we just post here because we love having a haven to escape to that has an orange naugahide booth, marmots, and virtual drinks. Sometimes it doesn’t take too much to entertain us old fogeys…</p>
<p>Good. He’s far too heavy on the super-ego as it is. His standard practice to find id is to go to the jungles of Peru and see jaguar spirits…</p>
<p>Still not kidding:).</p>
<p>Hmmm, the now stripeless jmson just returned from a <em>voluntary</em> trip to a couple of clothing:eek: boutiques and the mall. Shock and awe would describe the parental reaction. He bought fashion (not athletic) Nikes, a hemp hoodie, (who knew?) a t-shirt with a non-athletic logo containing words I can read but don’t understand . I would say that there is a female involved… but, if so, it will be a short fling. He leaves for Balto. in 3 days.</p>
<p>This would constitute the largest expenditure of time or $$ of his 20+ years on anything related to apparel.</p>
<p>My goodness, what a change of heart! It does sound a lot like a female influence there… Could there be someone waiting in Balto for the newly-coiffed and -outfitted jmson to return, hmmm?</p>
<p>Allow me to muse that I wonder what’s happening in the life of TFSFH.</p>
<p>Having left him on the opposite coast on Sunday (and seeing as he’s the type of male child who doesn’t call, doesn’t answer our calls (mostly because his phone is off or not charged… or lost), doesn’t read email, and is often oblivious even when he <em>is</em> on AIM, which isn’t often… meaning I haven’t heard from him this week yet), I could use a good friend like historymom, who started a thread today asking what she could do to help some friends who had dropped off their new freshmen adjust to their new situations. </p>
<p>Sometimes people are so kind.</p>
<p>OK, to get my mind off my mopiness, let’s start a poll. Who would like to bet on how soon, if ever, I will hear from TFSFH? I’d guess “when the money runs out”, but he’s got almost $2K in his own bank account from summer work savings, so he won’t need any cash from us for a while (I should hope not, anyway). I’m going for the 3rd week of Sept. When he realizes he hasn’t gotten any CARE packages, or if it gets as late as his birthday in Sept. without his having gotten any mail from us, maybe that will spur him to call with his mailing address? Or maybe not. Maybe we’re disposable now that we’ve installed him in his happy place. Sigh.</p>
<p>If he doesn’t call this weekend, I will be calling his roommate’s cellphone and the parents of one of his suitemates who appears to talk with his parents a lot, asking them both to kick his butt and tell him to call his parents. Not sure I can wait until the weekend’s over, though…</p>
<p>Alu, watch out: he may come back thoroughly in touch with his id, and it could be a road warrior, a pink bunny or a roller derby queen.</p>
<p>Silly Mootie: send a MARMOT!</p>
<p>Aw. I am bringing in some hot chocolate with brandy for Mootmom who loves her baby boy. Even though he is 6’6" or something:).</p>
<p>Perhaps we ought to have Rent-A-Son here. Perhaps on the one day each month that our sons decide to speak to us, we will bring them here, to the Alley, and they can be everyone’s son.</p>
<p>However, when it is time for cheers’ sons to be Rent-A-Son for the day, we are locking up the Glenfiddich, storing all good glassware in the cabinets, covering anything with upholstery with plastic, and preparing ourselves for the throng and laissez les bon temps etc. </p>
<p>Ah! Just saw SBMom’s post. Send a Marmot! and, we will get ourselves a giant fuzzy toy Marmot to be subsitute object of affection!</p>
<p>You know how kids are supposed to have transitional objects? The Fuzzy Marmot will be ours.</p>
<p>OT: When my daughter was little she twirled my hair as her transitional object. Made transitions difficult. I cut off a piece of it and sewed it to a little stuffed bunny- thingie. I am still not kidding.</p>
<p>Oh yeah, there’s honey on his Balto radar, jmmom. Mootie, sorry to hear your son is an advocate of APON (Ain’t Puttin’ Out Nuthin’). May he marry a Blabaholic–for your sake.</p>
<p>If you want to rent my sons for a big revealing blab, best to reserve a table at a nice restaurant, preferably one with linens and candles on the table. Under the influence of nice food, my sons will happily reveal the inner workings of testosterone addled circuit boards. </p>
<p>Either that or a winter wet suit and a surfboard. Apparently they are quite chatty while sitting out in the Pacific waiting for waves. I take DH’s word on that, obviously.</p>