These aren't phone camera shots, are they? They look really good, like the-restaurants-should-buy-them-from-you good. Also, I know you want a little girl, but would you settle for a seventeen-year-old boy that thinks the boy is a really lucky dude?

Hey, guurrl-slash-boi, hey! I’ll let in on my not-so-ancient Chinese secret: I recently started using an EyeFi Mobi, which is an SD card that lets me take pics with my regular camera, but since the card has a built-in wifi sensor, I can immediately download the pics to my phone and post directly to the Interwebz.

The best part about the EyeFi Mobi is that you don’t need wifi to download  pics to your phone directly from your camera. It’s kinda magical and stuff. The downside is that I’ve noticed the pics on the EyeFi Mobi card come out kinda soft on focus. I’m not sure if it’s the card or whatnot.

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As a side note, if you’re looking for a camera that’s (much) better than a regular point-and-shoot, but not as clunky or as expensive as a digital SLR, I highly recommend the Panasonic Lumix GF1. It’s the best camera that I’ve ever owned and is my everyday go-to camera. Generally, I’m a huge fan of Panasonic cameras, but the color compression tends to be more vivid than other cameras.

As for adopting a seventeen-year-old boy instead of a baby girl, we are totes open to any gender, really, as long as said seventeen-year-old boy is willing to wear the adorbz dresses that I bought in Milan and is willing to change his name to Claire or Alice, then we’re good.

Thanks for your questions!

I dunno if it’s the heat or the humidity but California is doing a number on ma hurr did. But at least my fake mustache game is on point and/or not. 

Because I am allegedly a grownup, I waited until the last minute decided to tackle preparing my 2013 taxes the night before meeting with my accountant. I’ll tell you what, despite my compulsive hoarding disorder, I’m amazed that I’m always able to find all of the important-slash-relevant docs that I need when it comes to tax season. It’s like I have some kind of weird sixth sense for tracking down that shizz. Werk.
Doing my taxes is a bit like strolling down memory lane, only looking through the lens of all of the money that I didn’t make and/or way over-spent. I experienced some wicked flashbacks of what a total shit year 2013 was for me.
To recap my 2013:
I got canned from a job that I once lurved (that is until my terrific boss left the company and the bigwigs installed a complete moron in his place).
I got a new job, which is, like, a bajillion times better and/or more glamorous than my previous started-out-great-then-turned-awful job, obvs.
I travelled a lot for werk.
We adopted a baby.
Then we lost the baby.
I spent a shizzton of money that I didn’t have because of reasons.
I didn’t save enough money.
Here’s to a better and more prosperous 2014! It couldn’t possibly suck as much as last year, amirite?

Because I am allegedly a grownup, I waited until the last minute decided to tackle preparing my 2013 taxes the night before meeting with my accountant. I’ll tell you what, despite my compulsive hoarding disorder, I’m amazed that I’m always able to find all of the important-slash-relevant docs that I need when it comes to tax season. It’s like I have some kind of weird sixth sense for tracking down that shizz. Werk.

Doing my taxes is a bit like strolling down memory lane, only looking through the lens of all of the money that I didn’t make and/or way over-spent. I experienced some wicked flashbacks of what a total shit year 2013 was for me.

To recap my 2013:

  • I got canned from a job that I once lurved (that is until my terrific boss left the company and the bigwigs installed a complete moron in his place).
  • I got a new job, which is, like, a bajillion times better and/or more glamorous than my previous started-out-great-then-turned-awful job, obvs.
  • I travelled a lot for werk.
  • We adopted a baby.
  • Then we lost the baby.
  • I spent a shizzton of money that I didn’t have because of reasons.
  • I didn’t save enough money.

Here’s to a better and more prosperous 2014! It couldn’t possibly suck as much as last year, amirite?

mrjarkalooky:

In case there was ever any doubt that I have the Most Glamorous Job in the World, the preeminent authority of All Things Glamorous has confirmed this as fact. I dunno, it’s awight.

True story: I spent, like, two hours with the super-nice, super-talented New York Times photographer, who followed me around and snapped pics of me working and stuff. As you can imagine, the pics were positively riveting! There was a pic of me on a conference call! And there was a pic of me editing a 16-page document! And then there was a pic of me editing photos and videos for a pretty Keynote presentation! Seriously, pics of me working are super-glamorous, obvs. I dunno how the esteemed NYT editors chose just one pic!!!
Also, I actually wore pants for the photo shoot instead of wearing my usual boxer shorts while I’m at work in my home office. Why does my noggin look so big compared to my teeny-tiny body?

mrjarkalooky:

In case there was ever any doubt that I have the Most Glamorous Job in the World, the preeminent authority of All Things Glamorous has confirmed this as fact. I dunno, it’s awight.

True story: I spent, like, two hours with the super-nice, super-talented New York Times photographer, who followed me around and snapped pics of me working and stuff. As you can imagine, the pics were positively riveting! There was a pic of me on a conference call! And there was a pic of me editing a 16-page document! And then there was a pic of me editing photos and videos for a pretty Keynote presentation! Seriously, pics of me working are super-glamorous, obvs. I dunno how the esteemed NYT editors chose just one pic!!!

Also, I actually wore pants for the photo shoot instead of wearing my usual boxer shorts while I’m at work in my home office. Why does my noggin look so big compared to my teeny-tiny body?

I’m pretty sure that some of you nice peeps may have accidentally started following my blog recently when you actually meant to follow J. Bizzle’s adorbz selfie blog.
I’m sorry to disappoint. It’s OK if you wanna unfollow. NBD. I actually don’t know much about J. Bizzle or his hi-larious shenanigans. All I know is that J. Bizzle has a really small head and likes to wear ginormous hats and stuff. 
The management of Lazy Dad’s Guide to Everything regrets any misrepresentation or uncontrollable bouts of nausea and/or diarrhea this may have caused. Thank you.

I’m pretty sure that some of you nice peeps may have accidentally started following my blog recently when you actually meant to follow J. Bizzle’s adorbz selfie blog.

I’m sorry to disappoint. It’s OK if you wanna unfollow. NBD. I actually don’t know much about J. Bizzle or his hi-larious shenanigans. All I know is that J. Bizzle has a really small head and likes to wear ginormous hats and stuff

The management of Lazy Dad’s Guide to Everything regrets any misrepresentation or uncontrollable bouts of nausea and/or diarrhea this may have caused. Thank you.