A New Look, A New Name, A New Mission
This here's a team effort now. I thought, at about 5 this morning as I was having my coffee, after putting David BACK to bed, that I'd stepped on a slug. That would be odd, on the cozy second floor of our old house, in the middle of a wintry spring. It wasn't a slug; it was a half-masticated Arrowroot cookie. I thought about K, back to bed herself now, trying to sleep off a cold and another long night awake with the boy, who also has a cold. I thought, I'm not that interested in my own opinion all the time anymore. I like being a family guy. Let's open this Web log up to family. After all, the only part of my Web site that gets any significant traffic these days is the baby's photo album. Maybe if K comments here ... well, it's kind of like asking the cool kid to join your band. You don't even ask if he can sing ... you know people will show up one way or the other. (Not that I'm saying K can't sing, she can!) Blah, blah, blah ... welcome.
This here's a team effort now. I thought, at about 5 this morning as I was having my coffee, after putting David BACK to bed, that I'd stepped on a slug. That would be odd, on the cozy second floor of our old house, in the middle of a wintry spring. It wasn't a slug; it was a half-masticated Arrowroot cookie. I thought about K, back to bed herself now, trying to sleep off a cold and another long night awake with the boy, who also has a cold. I thought, I'm not that interested in my own opinion all the time anymore. I like being a family guy. Let's open this Web log up to family. After all, the only part of my Web site that gets any significant traffic these days is the baby's photo album. Maybe if K comments here ... well, it's kind of like asking the cool kid to join your band. You don't even ask if he can sing ... you know people will show up one way or the other. (Not that I'm saying K can't sing, she can!) Blah, blah, blah ... welcome.
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