This is an investigation into the origin of sound.
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- A Little Pregnant
- Assertagirl
- Belgianwaffle
- Blooming Yaya
- BOSSY
- Chair
- Chookooloonks
- Citizen of the Month
- DadaMama
- Dirt to Dish
- Drowning in Kids
- Emotional Toothpaste
- Finslippy
- Flotsam
- Fluid Pudding
- Friday Playdate
- Fussy
- Gone Feral
- Apathy Lounge
- Her Bad Mother
- Hillbilly, Please
- Jennui
- Julia {Here Be Hippogriffs}
- Juliloquy
- Laid-Off Dad
- Langer Loksh
- Leahpeah
- Mamatulip
- Mimi Smartypants
- Mocha Momma
- No Pasa Nada
- Notes From The Trenches
- Notes To Self
- Orange Tangerine
- Paper Napkin
- Secret Agent Josephine
- Subvert with Heather Gold
- Supafine
- Techsploitation
- The Kilowatthour
- Thought Concoction
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July 31, 2008
Play It, Baby
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Posted by: jane | July 31, 2008 at 06:59 PM
OMG! We have that toy! I told the kids when it dies there are no more batteries for it. In the whole world. Because it is a priceless antique and they don't make those batteries anymore.
For this, I have probably secured a place in hell.
The end.
Posted by: DadaMama | August 01, 2008 at 01:49 PM
It was mine and my sister's when we were kids. I keep waiting for the thing to die but apparently Casio made it before the concept of planned obsolescence really took hold. Pity. Pretty sure it'll be around for the grandkids.
Posted by: LetterB | August 01, 2008 at 03:19 PM
He is Rockin' the Casio!
I absolutely loved seeing this little snippet of your life. As I watched this video, I realized that I know, to some degree, what your life *sounds* like as a story, as narrative. But, I don't know what it *looks* like.
It was just really cool to see you in your house, your husband behind the camera, and your son on the Casio. Really, really cool.
Posted by: Bobita | August 02, 2008 at 02:23 AM
I know - I was a little hesitant to post it for that reason - showed my real life. But then I got over myself. Glad you like it!
Posted by: LetterB | August 02, 2008 at 12:50 PM
Muah-ha-ha-ha-ha! The casio lives on! In YOUR house now!
Posted by: kara | August 03, 2008 at 01:45 PM
Hey - he can curl his tongue! My son and I are missing that gene. Not sure about baby girl yet.
Posted by: juliloquy | August 07, 2008 at 10:12 AM
Ha! We have one like that that even plays when the kids isn't near it. It's haunted. Or broken.
I prefer haunted though.
Posted by: Jenny,Bloggess | August 11, 2008 at 02:36 PM