Everyone is so nervous that I have fallen off the face of the earth......Well.  I am here to tell you that I am still alive.

To backtrack.  Liam Nicloas was born Jan 8th.  And he has become the center of my world.  I have the good fortune of being an "elite" overhire which puts me into a high paid catagory.....I don't have to work all the time.  If I had it my way,  I would stay home with the little man and let mommy bring home that Pharma bread.   I wish.  But other than that, getting to know my littel sidekick has been a blessing in disguise.  We have a lot in common.....Eating, farting,  mom's physique....teehee!  He also like to watch the archive Red Sox games as well.  Something about Billy Buckner makes him pretty mad.  I can understand.  It makes quite a few of us mad.  He currently sits beside me at my desk....Wearing a UT onsie and a Red sox bib.  Nice!  He has been working on a massive gas bubble that he just unleashed.  I think the neighbors felt that one.

Both Grandma's have come and gone,  and we are scheduled to go to Texas in late March to visit his new relatives.  That should be fun.

So until further entries...enjoy these pics.

Alright already...embracing,  body blocking,  running,  etc.  I have found that I keep a store of cute little Onesies,  booties,  other stuff along that line....and pull them out at opportune times...say,  "am I really looking like a Mini-van?"  Out comes the "My Mommy is a M.I.L.F." onsesie.  Don't think any of you fathers have not thought about that one.  No I haven't bought it for real,  but we did stock up on BOSOX gear for a newborn.  I am gaining tricks of the trade. 

Lou,  I sympathize with the Mommy and Cub thing.  I am doing the same thing to strangers that walk by a little too close or a bike messenger flies by.  I want to knock those guys into the street sometime.

Gotta go to the train station.  WHO ROCKS?  

Time marches on,  Mark and Chrisse get married.  Brad and I are now closer than ever to becoming parents.  His girl...my boy....taking over the world soon.  Is there any merit in the phrase, "I am scared of my pregnant wife?"

Its true!  I am scared.  

Ok,  I got nothing to write about. Next time maybe. 

Today was a test for the Genetic Perfectness of my offspring.  I do have to say that I have some seriously awesome genes.  My dad and mom would be proud...actually they are already.  We have what looks to be a 14 instead of a 12 week old baby.  He/She is starting to look more and more less like a Lima bean,  and more like a Clay.  God help us all....I am ow toting around a zoomed picture of something that arms legs,  a little nose,  and my size of head.  You can make your fun at me,  but I am now doing, talking,  planning all the things that I used to make fun of people about.  Baby names,  nursery set-up,  BARNEY!!!!!! Oh my god,  Barney is on his way!!!!  Dad,  now I really need to borrow the 12 ga.  You can load a max of 4 +1 shells right?  I think I can get that Purple Peice of %&*% from about 100 ft with no problem.  Which brings me to the next thing.

I will be selling Authentic purple peices of foam and fabric belonging to the soon to be deceased iconoclast of Parents nightmare and Childrens joy.  Starting at $30 per Sq Ft of fabric,  I willhave plenty to go around.

Look for it on E-Bay.

These two are the moms of said baby.  I think we can all probably tell who is who.  I sendlove out to both of em. 

So this shot is a shout out to the two of them.

Whooaaaa!!!!! Grandmas!  Couldn't have happened without either one of you!

I think Keralee is in the picture behind them.  Maybe not...How the He...lll do I know?

How do I NOT have time to enter something into this log.  This time,  I am making time.

Highlights:

Justin came and went.  Good to see him again,  and man,  what a flashback!  I don't think either one of us has changed,  except for a few grey hairs here and there.  Appropriate to the "good ole Days," we have both managed to approach,  proposition, date, marry, impregnate(in a good way) and Full On adore Red Heads.  J,  I wish you would have been able to meet Brad B-B-B-Berridge.  No he doesn't stutter.  He has the same affinity for Reds.  Side Bar:  Brad and I will be having our first offspring within 2 weeks of each other. 

For Brad,  You know I told you about my knack for injury on annual basis...well,  I have managed to run nails through my shoe, on both feet, on the ball of my feet...rendering my walking ability down to very little.  I've done it again....

Melissa Clark came and left...she was here on business and has never been to the city before......she definitly fit the "Texan Tourist." Wide eyed and awed.....

Keralee,  my wife,  is now 11 weeks Pregnant.  We heard the heartbeat,  but Brad is cooler than me....he recorded his baby's heart.....Jerk!

One of my fish died....

My Farm is kicking A_ _!  Yes I said farm....you would not believe what you can grow here in the city.

And Lastly......I am a bachelor for 4 more days...K went to Texas to be with the fam....and I get to run free.....right.....I sit at home in my undies drinking Seltzer and eating everything I am not supposed to.

Ohh...My brother just had his 29th B-day...that dude is getting old!!!