Standing in the Shadows

Mr. Hunter hasn't been up to anything especially noteworthy of late, mostly just quietly connecting neural links and staring at his hands a lot. The little guy seems to have come to grips with this whole existing thing and spends his days basking in it. He's growing really damn fast; his unfortunately named Moses Basket is about to burst at the seams so we're on the brink of moving him into a crib... as soon as we get one.


Last weekend Hunter attended his first (sort of) film festival, Terrible-fest - We screened a collection of four of the trashiest looking New Releases of that month for an intimate audience of drunken friends. When I told a friend of mine that I had a baby his first comment was 'Congratulations, I expect him to have developed a full appreciation of zombie films by age five.' Those unlucky enough to know me well will be fully aware of my passion for all things cinematically undead; so it's appropriate enough that Bean have his first experience of the shuffling menace at an early age. While I would have preferred to show him the classics first, I suppose they can wait until such time that he might remember the slightest thing about them. For now two thoroughly atrocious zombie flicks (and a pair of hideous alien films) will have to do.


Mama is currently shaking the bucket on Plunket's behalf; their annual appeal is just kicking off so it's all volunteering hands on deck. She's hawking raffle tickets at $2 a pop which could win you all kinds of fantastic prizes that I've completely forgotten about, so if you've got some shrapnel to offload keep her in mind (or you can just donate online, but Mama would much rather have the kudos.)

The appeal's theme this time around is 'Be a Superhero', which I dig because I'm a total geek. So I'll be doing a little panhandling next month on the 18th to help raise whatever we can. I can't overstate how amazingly great Plunket have been to us: If you haven't had a kid it might be a little hard to imagine just how completely and utterly overwhelming the experience is from one second to the next, simply having a place exist where people know what they're doing and are happy to help is about the biggest blessing your addled new parent mind could conjure. They say it takes a village to raise a child, in our times Plunket is most of that village. Get in contact if you think you could spare some time to do some collecting or whatever else.

It's been a rough week, a lot of drama I don't feel like tainting this blog with and none of it relevant to Bean, who has just been an amazingly good kid of late. Here's hoping for less stressful times to come, everyone take care.

P.S. ZOMG!! Michael Franti is coming to New Zealand next month! I hope I can get the scratch together for a ticket, he and his band are truly fantastic. Check out their new album 'All Rebel Rockers' if you're so inclined, it's great.