Hello, this dish is Inigo Montoya. Prepare to dine!

So the poll is over, and "Inigo Montoya" won, with two votes.

That was Adrianne's name. The dish commonly known as goulash in other houses will now be known as Inigo Montoya in the Jones household.

Evey's name was "Smoky Mountains" (with one vote), mine was "Despacito" (with one vote) and Boyd's was "Dad's Delicious Dinner" (zero votes.)

And yes, Adrianne managed to vote for her name twice, Evey voted for her name once and I voted for my name once. Boyd did not vote because he's 6 and really doesn't care.

Evey was mad for a minute about Mom's two votes, but I reminded her that I told her to "vote early and often." If we do another vote, I expect Evey to utilize the school computers more...

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Just watched the Jayhawks shellack the Sooners... by 30-some points.

We go to Tech on Saturday. Winner leads the Big 12 outright with only two games remaining. Pumped!!!

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Cute moment tonight: when there is a movie that Boyd and I both like (like tonight, The Incredibles) Boydee doesn't hesitate to hop in my lap and watch the movie from that vantage point.

He's in kindergarten, and the watch-a-movie-from-Dad's-lap days are numbered. But it warms my heart. It's a cool age for a parent.

I was so enamored with the moment — my little guy on my lap, my big girl stretched out on the couch listening to music — that I grabbed my phone and tried to snap a quick photo. The first photo, that I had framed perfectly? Numbskull Koko-Kokonuts-Chupacabra Jones photo bombed it! Can't even see Evey Jones!

I snapped another one but Boyd is falling out of frame and Koko is still trying to figure out what I'm doing with my phone...

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Koko is sleeping right next to me as I type. She's a good girl. Slept here next to me during the whole KU game.

And one point she spasmed in her sleep, or something, and it startled me because I forgot she was lying next to me.

She's doing it again right now. Her front paws are twitching back and forth as she sleeps. Must be dreaming. Maybe a nightmare? About chupacabras.

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I was informed today by the accounting department that I may no longer buy bottles of water at the gas station. Bottled water! Seriously! 

Why?? Because it costs $1 at the gas station... and I can grab a bottle from the house for 7 cents!

But Seth, you say, how are you supposed to grab a water from your house when you're traveling for work? Oh, no, sorry... by accounting department I mean Adrianne. Adrianne informed me this evening that a bottle of water should either be grabbed from the house, or maybe I can fill a water bottle before I leave the house.

Then she told me I'm doing a good job with my expenses, and that she wasn't mad, just trying to figure out all the expenses on the credit card... to which I replied, "Well if feels like an inquisition!"

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The kids had the day off school today, and so did I.

It was a good day. Overcast. Quiet. I made ham and cheese omelettes for breakfast, than got inspired to use the new wok Judy got for us for Christmas and I made beef fried rice for lunch. It turned out good, not as good as Judy's, but good.

Then I watched the end of the All-Star game while the kids played on their computers/tablets.

Judy came over in the afternoon and I went in and snuck in a few hours of work, trying to get ahead of the game for tomorrow...

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Saturday, for the West Virginia game, I went out early with Sean and we hit Louise's West, then Rick's. Then Ted came out, we lost at LRC and decided to head to Red Lyon, where we saw Ryno and Shane. It was like the old days.

I didn't close the bar down but I may have hit it a little too hard. Why do I say that? I woke up at 5:30 a.m. on the couch downstairs, fully clothed but freezing my ass off, with Mexican HBO on the TV.

Interesting that when I'm that intoxicated I can comprende Spanish HBO no problemo.