It was Cinco de Mayo yesterday, the international celebration of my mother's birthday. As you can clearly see in the picture, my apartment exudes coolness, coolness that is accentuated by the fact that there is obviously a party going on there. A party with rubber ducky wrapping paper because that was the only kind that we could find at the last minute that wasn't either baby, wedding or christ you're an old bugger themed.
There are many people out there on the internet. Lonely people. Teeniebopper people. Geeky people. Stalker people.
Parents of autistic children obsessed with Dora the Explorer people.
Because of something my sister wrote about babysitting my cousin and watching that repetitive show that drives you nuts, she was contacted by a parent of an autistic child who can't quite understand why the kid keeps chanting the same thing over and over, and wants to be able to see the episode.
We've been searching for it all morning to no avail, and finally we decided to email the network where it aired.
Maybe we'll find it.
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