vinny

Boston. Again.

Blog Instead of being asleep at 19:06 on 2 March 2008, kitt created this:

"Kitt!"

It was one of the last things I expected to hear when I walked into the baggage claim area at Boston's airport. For having never been in Boston before last year, I keep coming back here enough.

Maybe I should apply to M.I.T. for graduate school. Now THAT would probably please all of my M.I.T. friends.

I turned to the sound of my name, expecting to see some person I'd met at the various Drupal events recently. I did not expect to see Vinny.

He was on his way home, having spent the weekend in Boston with his mom.

We have good timing.

So, I'm in here Boston now, for the 2008 North American Drupal Conference (I'm sure most Drupal people would go "Huh?" with that description, and just call it Drupal Con Boston, but historically there have been two Drupal Con conferences a year: one in North America and one in Europe, so I'm using that name).

This is the first conference I've gone to where I have a list of people I want to meet and a list of questions I want to ask various developers. I happy to be excited about a conference, even though it feels odd to be so.

If meeting Vinny is any sign, it's a good one. This should be a good conference.

Knock knock

Blog Written with a loving hand by kitt some time around 22:52 on 28 December 2007

Vinny and Heather came over this evening for a short time and a light dinner. When Vinny sat down at the couch, he noticed our "How to Stay Young" book, subtitled, "The Guide to Being Immature Forever," picked it up, and started reading it.

A few minutes later, he started laughing really hard. "Interupting cow! The funniest knock knock joke ever. It's so true!"

"It is?" I asked.

"It is!" he answered.

"Really? How?"

"Well, knock, knock..."

"Who's there."

"Interrupting cow."

pause

longer pause

"I don't get it."

Vinny stared at me. I stared back, and repeated, "I don't get it." He looked at me like I was dumb.

"You really don't get it?" he asked.

"No."

He turned away, going back to reading the book.

A while later, Chookie stopped by, too. We were talking for a while before I turned to him and said, "Say, Vinny says the interrupting cow knock knock joke is the best ever."

Chookie smiled. "It is! It is the best!"

"How? I don't get it."

"Really? Okay, knock knock!"

"Who's there?"

"Interrupting cow."

pause

"Uh, okay."

"Come on... interrupting cow who?"

"What? Wait, what? Omigod, did I forget that part of the joke?"

"Yep," Vinny piped up.

I guess Vinny's look of "you are dumb" was well deserved.