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Paint it Plaid

In the comments for the previous post Above Average Joe questioned my dressing Atticus in plaid. Obviously he didn’t consider my qualifications.

I dressed him like this:


Not like this:

Please note the difference.

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Parts is Parts- Now with Chagware!

I’ve been pretty bad about putting up photos recently. This is based on many things, mostly solar winds and the Mendoza line, and has nothing at all to do with my being lazy.

I put together a little slide show that features pictures of subjects discussed in prior posts.

Sunday in a Sandbox – Yes, I’ve included the oft-requested photos from this moment. As I said, they aren’t the best quality, but they’re there.

Concert in the Blog – Pictures from our seats at the Hollywood bowl. You can see the sign in the distance (upper right). Yes, we were literally in the last row, but at least we paid 1/3 of the price that the guy sitting next to us did. There are also a couple pictures of the stacked parking lot. Please note that there isn’t more than a foot of space between any of these cars.

There are pictures from the Atticus Day bash.

The WALL-E photos aren’t from this or this, but rather this.

The rest are just random pictures from the past few days so I could play the whole song, which is the soundtrack to Homeless.

BTW, I’m not going to BlogHer. It’s just too much money and I had secret hopes of one of my blog jobs helping me pay for it and it didn’t happen. Drink one for me.

I just got the sweetest pants.

Someone is getting a surprise when she gets home. No, it’s not sex. That would be a surprise for me.

I know, lots of links. Amelia needed to take a tour of the sunnier side of me, and thanks to ImPerceptibility and her findyourspot suggestion I may get a tour of my rainy side:


Seattle, or somewhere in the area, is the leading contender at this point. We lived there for a few years until Atticus was born and I’ve missed it, so…

If you’ve made it this far for the Chagware, it’s not this, but rather some sort of mojo-blocker that appears to be preventing Chag, aka Cynical Dad, from opening my blog. Is anyone else having a problem? Maybe it’s all of these damn links.

Alright, here are the photos:

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The Week in Whit

In the interest of self-promotion I am going to start a new thing here, it may or may not be ‘The Week in Whit,’ but something where I share some links to the stuff I’m writing when I’m not writing here. Basically, I’ve been dancing with some other dates and I want to show you their curves. Is that so wrong? I’m proud.

Speaking of curves. I am going to be adding a new ad company. I’m having some issues as the requirements for placement for Divine Caroline are the same as those for BlogHer, and while I don’t want to lose BlogHer and the community there, I’ve got a pretty good deal inked with Divine Caroline. Hey, BlogHer, there is plenty of me to go around! I really hope to work out some common ground on that front. Watch the sidebars for the result(s).

Some of you may have noticed that I no longer reply via email to comments, but now respond in the comment section. Yes, I will still reply to (almost) every comment. I think that is important and if you took the time to comment I feel it is my responsibility to take the time to acknowledge that and thank you. The thing is, I get HUNDREDS of emails per day that require my attention and sadly I was starting to get really behind on my comment correspondence. That just didn’t seem right. Plus, some of the back and forth in those emails was too good to keep private. I’m hoping that by answering in the comment section that those conversations will continue to take place but in a way that everyone can enjoy and add to them.

In the words of Flower, or maybe it was Thumper, I’m twitterpated (by the way, looking for that picture I’ve decided that the movie Bambi is the single greatest contributer to the world of stripper names, ever). Yes, I finally admitted that I couldn’t ignore Twitter any longer and have jumped on the virtual bandwagon. If you want to follow me the link is on the left. Most of my updates deal with the status of my pants.

Something that I’ve alluded to lately is that I have a vision of completely overhauling Honea Express, complete with a new catch phrase, “Honea- sounds like pony, hung like horse.” The thing is that I’m not a code guy. I’m really looking for some ideas and help. Yes, I’m willing to pay, but I’m broke, so deals will need be discussed. Big deals, big plans.

I’m thinking of getting a new tattoo.

We were supposed to go to a special parentblogger gathering at Sea World this morning for the opening of their Sesame Street area, but the weather is crap. Sure would be nice if I could use the tickets later this summer. I’ll still write about it, Elmo!

There are some big changes happening in the Honea household as well. No, we aren’t pregnant (I hope) but some stuff is going to be happening professionally that will have a very positive effect on us personally. Future posts will keep you posted.

Wow, that was a lot of stuff. None of that will normally be in the new feature I mentioned 4 pages ago. It will look more like this:

Denis Richards has something up her ass. Smells like bacon (that’s a Kermit joke).

Zohan messed with someone

Matt McConaughey’s pregnant girlfriend enjoys a cold one

Organic t-shirts

T-shirts that Bert would love

Perez Hilton is an idiot

You get the idea. I’ll throw some links up from the various sites I write for and if you are so inclined to check them out then I hope you do so. If you don’t want to I understand (asshole).

Continue with your weekend.

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What Are We Gonna Do?

It’s Earth Day. Again. Still. Do something and do it all the better tomorrow.

I really wanted to bring you the actual video to this song by Dramarama, but apparently this is all that Al Gore will allow.

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From Poet to Pimp

I know. I’ve been slacking something fierce over here. It’s sad really, since Honea Express is my favorite, but alas it doesn’t put food on the table and by the time I have a moment to post here it’s 3 in the morning and sleep wins out. Stupid sleep.

That doesn’t mean I haven’t been busy. Here’s what I’ve been up to (yes, I’m my own pimp, no middle man):

Writing open letters to Jamie Lynn Spears (as seen in Hustler).
Discussing Randy Pausch and his ‘last lecture.’
Smoking Tom Cruise.
Starting fights between Katie Holmes and Victoria Beckham.
Starting fights between Nicole Richie and Paris Hilton.
Making fun of John Travolta.
Making fun of Vanilla Ice.

I’ve also been raving about the latest in bacon undergarments, designer gas masks and some article filled with pictures of hot ass.

If you belong to Parentricity, and if you don’t you should, you’ll know that I’m still having nights of wind and whisky and staying healthy.

I haven’t done squat over at DadCentric or The Disney Blog, which makes me feel like a real schmuck. More so.

Yes, I’m busy, but it’s a living. Just know that no matter where the internets take me, I’ll miss you the most.

In closing, I’ll leave you with the immortal words of another pimp poet:

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