I lost nearly two hours sleep last night thinking about the opening line to the Tiny Toon Adventures theme song.
We’re tiny, we’re toony, we’re all a little looney
– Tiny Toon Adventures Theme Song
If the original lyricist had changed the word ‘all‘ to ‘each‘ in that opening line, then it would have meant the same thing, but also added an additional layer of meaning, as each of the characters would also be correctly identified as a smaller version of the original Looney Tunes characters.
It was two am. And I was tired. And I have no idea why my brain chose that time to dredge up the theme to a show I haven’t seen in over a decade, and force me to analyse nine words for over an hour and a half.
RodeoClown: this is how my mind works.
I spotted a scrawled-upon roadwork sign yesterday: “Americans are racists!”
I wonder if the irony was intentional.
Probably not. All vandals are idiots.
RodeoClown: every generalisation is wrong.
For the last nine months, Jennifer has been harbouring a growing child of indeterminate sex.
Quantum mechanics seems to suggest that as long as we did not check the gender of this small person, he or she would actually have both, or neither, gender-specific equipment sets. At the moment of birth however, the quantum wave function would collapse, causing one of the states to become apparent.
Suffice it to say, at 7:36pm last night (the 15th of February 2008), it collapsed well and truly, leaving me the ecstatic father of a new baby girl!
Aravis Rose Tyrrell, whether as a result of wave function collapse, quantum decoherence, or just God deciding it was well and truly time, arrived safe and sound at Nepean Private Hospital, and readily attached herself to the nearest source of colostorum, which just happened to belong to my aforementioned wife. Both of them are doing well.
See how good she looks!
You can see more photos and stats here.
RodeoClown: father of the heisenbub!
I’ve been published in a magazine.
You can read it for free here.
Or you could get a paper version, of which I have four remaining on my desk (they are much nicer to read than PDF files).
Tell me what you think, my article is right near the back, ‘Unfinished Tales’.
I can’t remember if I named it or not.
RodeoClown: always hangs around.