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i can haz wheat and ore?

so one of my dearest friends who is also a former student has this marvelous boyfriend whom i shall now call lord of catan!  lord is hands down the biggest computer geek i have ever known.  and his geekosity is grand and wonderous to behold.  he is a gamer, of course, and works with computers and does these huge lan parties where everyone drinks energy drinks and plays games and only vaguely socializes with the 500 other people who are in the same room.  and even though i'm relatively computer savvy (although based on my less than stellar work trying to upload that damn brotp moodset one might say differently (although i think i may have figured it out.  i just haven't had time to devote to it)) he talks about things which go completely over my head,  i look up and see them whooshing by as he talks.  for realz. 

tonight he called me and asked me to come over to play settlers of catan (hence the name of lord of catan) , a board game that's sort of like life and risk and monopoly all melded together (you know, you build things and buy things and trade things and try to fuck over your neighbors--just your basic capitalism!yay kinda game).  it was fun even though i lost hugely and i'll definitely try it again though i'm not nearly as enthralled as he and his friends are.  but the whole point of my even posting about this is that he speaks in lolcatz.  srsly he does.  and i think he thought i was beyond super awesome when i responded to him earlier today at the zoo after he'd asked "i can haz cheeseburger?"  and i said "no but you can haz trainride."  huge points for me at that moment. 

speaking of the zoo, enzo and i invited lord and lady catan to join us there this morning.  so i picked him up at 9 (i was talking to jenn on the sidewalk and he ran up to me and threw his arms around my legs--ok i died and went to heaven right there) and then we went to collect the aristocrats.  the portland zoo is pretty cool as zoos go.  they've made a huge effort in the last 20 years or so to build actual habitats for the animals who live there.  my favorite area is the northwest trail which is this huge loop through the forest past black bears, bobcats, and bald eagles, down into the river valley with the salmon, sturgeon, and  ducks.  it's really cool. aside from the hordes of people out on only the second sunny saturday in 6 months, you almost get the feeling that you're in the woods and the animals are all around.  enzo was like an unchained puppy--he ran and ran all the way down and when we got to the covered bridge that leads to the eagles he ran through shouting "yeahhhhhhhhhh tunnel!!!!"  and then "tunnel done" "tunnel out" when he got to the end.  after the eagles (which are amazing btw) we continued along to the salmon exhibit which is sort also underground so you can see the fish at eye level.  huge windows full of lots of salmon and sturgeon.  enzo has a hard time in there....he likes to stand and look at the fish for a few minutes but then wants me to pick him up fter which i have to carry him through the rest of the exhibit.  but it's cool with me.  cuddling him is a damn good thing.

after the northwest trail, we headed to the train which does a loop through the zoo.  lord and lady catan were very helpful as i was running after enzo and there was a stroller to mind as well.  lady catan is excellent at pushing a stroller even though she should probably have a servant do it.  we waited forever for the train, and enzo who is obsessed (the whole trip was preceded this past monday by his asking me if we could "zoo choo choo ride?") was amazingly patient for a 2 year old.  he rode my shoulders and periodically wailed "choo choo ride?"  and i would explain that we had to wait a little longer for the tickets.  then once we got the tickets and were in the next line to ride the damn thing, we missed a train by moments so had to wait again, he cried as though his little heart was breaking when the train pulled out.  huge tears running down his face, as he waved to the departing train and wailed "choo choo ride choo choo gone?" it was kind of heartbreaking.  but the ride was great.  it's such a pleasure to just sit with him on my lap and watch the zoo go by and talk to him about elephants and elk.  my heart broke again though when we had to disembark and he began to cry.  again, waving at the people in line waiting to get on the train, tears just streaming down, sobbing "choo choo ride done?  choo choo ride?"  this boy.  you guys.  this boy is incredible.  i adore him to pieces.  then he fell asleep in the car on the way home.  it was a great day at the zoo.


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Apr. 27th, 2008 09:28 am (UTC)
huge tears running down his face, as he waved to the departing train and wailed "choo choo ride choo choo gone?"
Oww. My heart just broke a little.
Apr. 27th, 2008 03:40 pm (UTC)
i know huh? my hephew breaks my heart on a regular basis but in a good way. you have a 2 year old so you know how every tiny thing pierces them.

how was the birthday party for your bébé?

oh i know the 14ème!!! i lived on raspail in college in 88-89. i lived in a foyer called la maison des étudiantes. so i got to know the area a bit
Apr. 27th, 2008 06:42 pm (UTC)
The birthday party was nice except my father didn't show up and since he was supposed to give other family members a ride, it was just the three of us in the end. But the baby had fun and he was really adorable all afternoon.

Oh, I know the neighborhood. I lived next to Place Denfert Rochereau for 5 years, we're a little further South now. Did you live in Paris for 2 years?

Edited at 2008-04-27 06:43 pm (UTC)
Apr. 28th, 2008 01:26 am (UTC)
well it's too bad your father didn't make it--sort of strange. is that normal for him? i'm glad the baby had fun. enzo's 2nd birthday was so fun--he was in a great mood and just enthralled by the unwrapping of stuff. and jenn (my sis in law) made a silly train shaped caked which was cute and delicious!

i was in paris from august 1988 to july 1989 so not quite a full year at that point, but i spent the summer of 1983 in st germaine en laye living with a family. and i've been back 3 other times each time for at least a month. so i feel like i know paris pretty well. or at least parts of it. i really love it there.

and the last time i was in france in '04 i also got to spend a couple of weeks in the south in alès. my host mom was very lovely to me and took me around. so i got to revisit arles and avignon and nîmes. oh que j'adore provence! it's really my dream to one day retire in the south and live out my days under provençal skies.....
Apr. 28th, 2008 05:22 am (UTC)
It's not very surprising of him, now. I was positively livid at first but it doesn't help anything.
The baby was so cute when he saw she cake and candle. He had this moment when he didn't know how to react to that and just lay on the floor and played the baby for a minute. And then it passed and he acted like he knew the drill perfectly.

Funny, I did some of my highschool years in Saint Germain en Laye. It's hardly my favorite place in the world, though.
And you know Provence better than me, I spent a few days in Nîmes and that's about it.
Apr. 28th, 2008 06:32 am (UTC)
you know i was just so thrilled that i was able to finally get to france, i think i'd have stayed anywhere. but the woman who was working for the organization that sent me was really great about trying her best to get me as close to paris as possible. my whole life i'd been wanting to live there and she heard my desperation when i told her it'd been my dream. and my mother was amazing--a single mom and a social worker and somehow she made the trip happen for me. it was the most amazing experience and it changed my life. no hyperbole.

i'd been studying french for 3 years and after 2 weeks there, all of a sudden i could really speak it and understand what was going on around me. i'd had a really mean french teacher through middle school, and it was only because i was so crazy about french that i stuck with the language. so my grades had never been very good in the class but once i got there...well it became my language too. and now i'm a french teacher!

after typing that i realize i should be writing in french but it's so much easier to type in english--the accents on an american keyboard are ridiculous. and i think faster in english for some odd reason!

ok i'm done typing your ear off for tonight...i'm so glad we've connected. it's fun having a penpal!
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