The Beast:
Seen here with Jake.Hal:
Wearing his Sunday Best. 
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Don't Judge Us -- We're Just Related to Them
The backstory...
While it's true we were raised as Hawkens, we consider it distinctly unfair to assume anything else about us. For that reason, we present this weblog to you, the reader, courtesy of the world wide Intraweb.
This blog is a database of the most intellectually stimulating (i.e. utterly ridiculous) elements of the proud Hawken family.
We are not so ambitious as to chronicle every distant relative, so we have focused our wit, scorn and mildly antagonistic style of affection on our two parents, Megan and Harold.
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This blog is a database of the most intellectually stimulating (i.e. utterly ridiculous) elements of the proud Hawken family.
We are not so ambitious as to chronicle every distant relative, so we have focused our wit, scorn and mildly antagonistic style of affection on our two parents, Megan and Harold.
>>more
The People in Question
- Ben & Jake: The Protagonists
- Hal: Our Plucky Father
- The Beast: Our Mother
Topics of Conversation
- Facts (24)
- History (30)
- I Can Has Hawkens? (3)
- IM Convos (7)
- Kron Kron Beep (15)
- Photos (3)
- Reality Show Applications (4)
- The Demise (3)
- Videos (1)
Blog Archive
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2007
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August
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- My Childhood in a Nut Shell...in a Cucumber... Both?
- Re: Family Names
- Family Names
- The Official "Admittedly Hawken" Welcome Message
- Auto Mechaniacs
- Change is the One True Constant -- Most Places
- If You Buy a Soda, The Restaurant Wins
- Breakfast: The Case of Hot v. Cold
- The Hawken Home Stressed Values - Like Sleep Depri...
- Finding Yourself
- What Doesn't Kill You is Hilarious
- The Hawken's National Holiday
- The Early Years in the Hawken House
- The Usual Suspects
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August
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I told you this wasn't funny.
1 comment:
My wife and I just had our first child. Similar to your mother's goodnight lullabyes, my wife insists on gently crooning "My Humps" by Black Eyed Peas as she breast feeds our infant son. I admit worrying about this practice. However, having seen your inspiring blog, and seeing that you both seem to have been done no irreparable harm, I worry no more. Continue to be that beacon of light.
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