mrginger

Who the fuck is Bin Laden anyway?
Maybe the guy is dead. Maybe he got some awesome cosmetic surgery and he's your new next door neighbor. Maybe George Lucas made him up.
That was a dramatic speech homie gave . Wow!
We really took care of business.

And at home here, my son's going to be 5 months old today.
It feels pretty fucking good...
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I made dinner tonight:

sliced Chicken garlic basil sausage, pan fried with onions and sun-dried tomatoes, then steamed in beer, then simmered in red wine.

Cauliflower gruyere gratin.

and artichokes.

'twas quite tasty.
alas, no leftovers.

So, I'm a Daddy now.
Leon is 16 weeks old.
He smiles. He craps and pisses. He eats milk and formula. He sleeps.
He makes noises that sound like he wishes he could speak English. Or sing it.
He's a tiny man. And a better man than most at that.

I'm not even the one breast feeding, but I'm still waking up all night. Today, though, at 6am, it was the garbage men that interrupted my snooze. Racists.

I'm tired! My son's a month old and he can't wait to talk. I know because of the way he keeps clearing his throat and grunting. He likes to party. He's up all night. Loves to party.
I'm sleepy. I'm not even the one with the boob milk and I'm tired as fuck. But I understand. He can probably feel himself growing. His eyelashes went...
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2000 & Elvin

My Son Is Born.
Asserting himself two weeks ahead of schedule, the little peanut shattered my woman's water all over our bedsheets at 3:30 Sunday Morning. He was officially out of the womb at 4:37 Monday Morning. I've been learning all kinds of cool stuff about newborns since. Like this tasty tidbit: The 1st bowel movements of a newborn produce a fecal matter similar in...
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Its crunch time. We have a month to go before our son is born. There are a grip of chores to be done and preparations to be made. Dang! A baby! Zoinks! A Mom, and Holy Crap! A Dad!

Also, we have a cat. We may have to de-paw him.

Well Well Well. Well Well Well Well Well Well.

I've just awoken, deuced, and am now back in bed chillin with the cat we call Cutty aka Black Yoda. He is calm and collected for the moment, suddenly not totally pissing me off. Sometimes the evil inherent in him is as obvious as the sun on a hundred degree day. Although it rained steadily the...
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I can't wait for the construction across the street to end. They start no later than 7. I think its to avoid the midday heat. I almost certain that every vehicle these fuckers own beeps when it backs up. Even their tricycles. There are like 5 contractors over there at a time. The plumbing crew, the concrete crew, the roofing crew, the window crew, the...
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