Great Thanks From A Hate-Filled Moonbat

This weekend with the moonbats dwelling on Liberal Mountain wasn't about having a great time, but I had a great time anyway.  Infinite thanks from the bottom of my heart to NYMary and Thersites for putting me up and putting up with me for the last 5 days.  And feeding me, too.

Some random thoughts:

• NYMary is way too fucking smart for words.  No, really, even though women are chattel and don't really have the same intellectual powers as men.
• Thersites is the absolute most patient father I have ever met, especially given that his son is pretty much exactly like me.
• The World's Cutest Baby is truly the world's cutest baby and a wonder to behold.
• The Six Year Old is wise beyond his years: quoth he, "George Bush is a poopy head."  I just wish he'd let me win at Pokemon.
• The Teenager is incredibly lovely and talented and slings the shit back at Hobo Man (with all the powers of a hobo...and more!) better than anybody.

Oooh, and I learned 2 really cool things:

• On the drive back to Binghamton from DC, Thers kept me awake with a fascinating discussion about the Great Vowel Shift.  I'm totally serious.  I'd never heard of it, and given my interest in language and accents, it was the perfect thing to make sure we survived the trip.
• We watched This is Spinal Tap whilst eating dinner, and NYMary observed that the whole "spontaneous combustion" gag WRT the band's drummers was inspired by Dickens.  What's weird is that later when I mentioned that I thought a one-year old fricassee would serve well, she wasn't entirely amused for some reason.

I probably learned other stuff, too, but I clearly wasn't paying attention.

ntodd

PS--I should also thank watertiger for herding us liberal cats, and Hecate for getting us Metro passes, which made getting into DC a breeze.