tommy likey, tommy want sleepy
here’s thomas sleeping…

here he is dozing…

here he is after a visit from the sandman…

ooh, here’s nappy time thomas!

here’s a cute one: he’s all tuckered out.

here’s thomas sleeping…

here he is dozing…

here he is after a visit from the sandman…

ooh, here’s nappy time thomas!

here’s a cute one: he’s all tuckered out.

the lovely, the adorable, the undisputed cutest baby in the southern hemisphere:
thomas j. wedesweiler







too cute eh? well we celebrated this darling baby boy by having a few quiet ones in his honour. which led to a few loud ones. which led to this:

this is how champion my sister is, she wakes up at 4am and leaves the bedroom as to not disturb tim. around 8, tim stumbles out to the living room and carol politely asks if he is going to go back to bed. no? good, cause im in labour. by 9, they’re off to the hospital. 4 hours later, sans drugs, baby is born. it was like a power-birth. he is as of yet nameless, so im running a campaign to keep his name as “nameless” so he grows up to be a bad ass samurai. in the unlikely event of that not happening, other possible names include thomas, nathaniel, reid, braden, bo-bo, lil’ cletus, turd ferguson, and skeeter. some of those may have been my suggestions. in my defense, you do not forget a name like bo-bo wedesweiler, THAT much i guarantee you.

more themed photos tomorrow.
and im excited about this ‘wetting the babys head’ tradition, where all the men go get blind drunk in celebration. oh, and being an uncle. cause thats cool too.
… is that they’re completely self-invloved, but what happens when your ’self’ hasnt done shit lately? i got no personal problems to whinge about (whinge is a much better word than whine, i’ll give the aussies that, though their ketchup blows ass. in a big way) and i got no adventures to try to make you envious about. hence the lack of blogertainment from this guy.
i do feel i should inform you, however, that i am a huge wuss now when it comes to the weather. i havent felt the sting of a cold canadian winter in more than a year, and have come quite accustom to the warm weather. so now that its autumn here, and the temperature has plummeted to a barely livable 15 degrees, im all decked out in pants and hoodies and socks and blankets. and if you think thats bad, my sister is on a misson to buy a heater now. at 15 degrees.
so my sister is fat as (i also like the aussie way of adding ‘as’ or ‘but’ to an end of a sentence, such a fierce disregard for grammar is something to be respected. it’s sweet as. confusing at first but) and she is due on monday. her and tim have been all keen as mustard (man i am full of the aussie linguistic knowledge tonite) on reading up on pregnancy and giving birth and all that, apparently its a big step. so there’s a pamphlet on the table right now that is called “how to know when you are giving birth”. to my surprise, the answer is actually quite in depth and not simply “a human being comes out of your vagina.” who knew?
some reading perhaps?
No Longer the “Lone” Superpower - Chalmers Johnson
we’re all preoccupied with the middle east, but the far east is where the shit is really going down. this is a great article which connects a lot of dots between the US and china, including re-arming japan, china as a rising economic power and eventual superpower, taiwan and korea’s role, and the impending american financial crisis. like bathing off the southern coast of st. bart’s with spider monkeys for two weeks trippin’ on acid, it changed my whole perspective on shit.
Who Will Free Fiona Apple - Mark Morford
a good write up on the fiona apple fiasco. apparently sony wont release fiona’s latest album, which has been finished for like 2 years, cause its not ‘commercially-viable’, even though it is fantastic. a sad example of our corporate driven world, but a triumphant day for the mp3 community and people who care about good music, cause we still get to hear it. so suck on it corporate fat cats.
The Washington Establishment Fails Logic 101 - Arianna Huffington
responding to how even jon stewart and bill maher seem to be supportive of this whole ‘democracy is on the rise in the middle east’ garbage: “So: We invaded Iraq. Change is afoot in the Middle East. Therefore, the Middle East is changing because we invaded Iraq. Q.E.D. G.W.B.” i just like it cause i took intro to philosophy so i get the q.e.d. thing, haha. and a similar article from the guardian, “The claim that democracy is on the march in the Middle East is a fraud. It is not democracy, but the US military, that is on the march”
and on that note, android is out.
(good ol corey from jumbo video used to call me that, sadly no one has taken up that nickname and i am stuck with crap like chip and muffy…)
oh naomi
cbcradio3 - should have listened to joe earlier, now there wont be any new issues. but their 101 music stories ‘issue’ is worth ch-checkin out for articles and live sets from the likes of hayden, arcade fire, stars, sarah harmer, hot hot heat, feist et al. go can-con!
mblog - matty good is back. actually i think his blog has been back for like more than a month, but regardless, always a good read. par exampla.
the last word - read alex’s zine article and then read my retaliation (checkmate)
well that’s all the canadian content i could muster, back to reading ‘das kapital’ like a good little socialist…
(attempting to read is probably more accurate)
ps who told me to watch the notebook again? cause i think i was more surprised by the fact that a boat sunk in titanic than anything that happened in that turd of a movie.
the good : me and carol are back in the park-our-ass-in-front-of-the-tv-and-avoid-this-beautiful-weather mode. we’ve signed up for unlimited dvd rentals for 30 bucks a month, so we should be able to get thru every sopranos episode that way. and were gonna get a dvd burner and go to town. illegal movie town that is. though i am shaking in my boots by this. i can click but i cant hide, haha, thats a winning slogan.
the bad : there is a huge spider living in the bathroom. it gives me nightmares. i stumble in in the middle of the night and it never ceases to scare me to bejesus and back. it’s called a ‘huntsman’ which is very reassuring. my sis wont let me kill it because it kills moths (which we have a lot of) and because, in her own words, ‘if it bites you, it won’t kill you’

(its nearly the size of my palm)
the slow witted : after 8 hours and 2 upside down drawers i finally put together our new ikea-like desk. any kind of construction, or something with tools, pretty much anything involving physical labour, is not a bright career choice for me.
the weird : i, and i use that word loosely, narrowly averted death