Elmo loves me.

you know you’re a parent when the only band-aid in the house has elmo on it.

About Kevin Sonney

Kevin Sonney - who, contrary to popular opinion was NOT raised by wolves - grew up in central North Carolina. He fell into the technology field by accident in 1991, when he gave up the wild and crazy lifestyle of an on-air AM radio DJ to become a mundane technical support monkey. The technology industry has never really recovered from this. Kevin has worked for such names as IBM, Red Hat, webslingerZ, and Lulu Technologies (we won't mention the ones that didn't survive the experience). He currently works as a Linux Administrator for Apptio. In his spare time he rescues stray animals and plays video games with his two sons. His wife, we're sad to say, helps him get past the really hard bits. Kevin is still not very mundane, he just got better at hiding it.
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4 Responses to Elmo loves me.

  1. measured_chaos says:

    Dora here. Two months ago we had Barbie. Going on interviews wearing Dora bandaids are a no-no. I seriously forgot I had the darn thing on. *sigh*

  2. gardenwaltz says:

    i think it could add a certain spark to the right kind of interview, so, um was this that kind?

  3. measured_chaos says:

    Nah, I got the question of doom “Are you a MOTHER?” and as I answered saw his eyes glaze over.

    Cause you know, mom’s can’t do anything productive out of the home. *rolls eyes*

  4. bpitzer says:

    I read this, and thought it was a post from my friend . Heh.

    Yeah, we haven’t had that much need for Band-Aids around my house yet, but we’re only a year in, and so far there have been far more contusions than cuts. I swear, this kid has a magnet in his head that only reacts to the coffee table, the kitchen table, and Daddy’s head (he unintentionally headbutted me in the ear yesterday morning so hard that I stumbled, and only luckily did not fall down the stairs with him in my arms). Come to think of it, though, I didn’t use too many Band-Aids as a kid…..if the blood flowed, stitches were usually required. To paraphrase Eminem’s line from “8 Mile”, there ain’t no such thing as half-way crooks.

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