Skype-i-ness

My sister discovered Skype.  So I thought it was time I posted a few photos from recent Skype sessions:

Ming, trying to break the rumors/stereotypes about Malaysians.  This is his idea of "really really big".


My Dad.  Obviously unfamiliar with how Skype works.


e and daughter, e-jr.


Babies love the camera.  It's delicious and fun to smudge.


My niece, happy about her new shirt.


Her new shirt, a unicorn pooping marshmallows.


My niece, channeling Eric Conveys an Emotion.  I believe in this photo she's being a haughty, evil queen.


This is her crazy look.  She also had a big-pimpin look where she was showing me a roll of benjamins, but I lost the photo.


My sister and her girls, a totem pole of sorts.  Although it's more Mount Rushmore-ish.  But I can't think of a Mount Rush-blank joke that's funny at all and, even if I could, it'd probably end up being inadvertently racist.


LissyJo, NO DUCKFACE!!!  (alt. no duckface link at The Chive).

Skype Concerto in E Minor #1

This is what passes for amusement at our house now that we use Skype. Eryn on guitar. Grandma on harmonica.

Klund Teaches Me To Skype

Primarily for Tall Brad and Mean Mr. Mustard. The proof.

Thanks

I owe Mean Mr. Mustard a thanks for the sushi set he gave me for my birthday today. Sure my birthday was two months ago, and he seems to have eaten the frozen lobster that came with the set, but I can find a use for the various Asian oils and lotions in the box.

And I owe Klund a thanks for hooking my family on Wii. Then Rockband. And now Skype. The other night we tried to use all three at once, and Rockband II failed us, allowing us to connect with complete strangers, but not the Klunds. I've messed around with my router, watched the traffic come through on the Wii IP, opened up appropriate ports, and I think we're still screwed. According to many posts online, often the friend-to-friend portion of Rockband II just does not work.