Not Bad

Just for a little fun, I went to simpsonizeme.com and found out what I would look like as a resident of Springfield. Not a bad likeness, if you ask me.

Death of a Planet

I'm sorry to say that Punk Planet is no more. I just received the last issue in the mail, along with the first zine, as an added bonus.

It's hard to believe they are not going to be around any more. Even harder to believe is that they have been around since I graduated high school.

So, farewell to yet another independently published magazine. The times, they certainly are changing.

It Runs in the Family

It must be in the genes. I was talking to my sister last night, and she was telling me all about her new little bundle of joy, my niece. She filled me in on all their recent activities and what they've been up to. And, it seems just like her aunt, my little EJ loves her some Man Vs. Wild.

While she is only three weeks old, she already has an affinity for one Mr. Bear Grylls. While her daddy was holding her watching the show, she turned to look at the TV, something she doesn't really do. Seems she was quite taken with the program, unable to look away, especially when Bear was talking. So far, it is one of the few things on television she has responded to at all.

At least now I know, we have something in common. Well, other than our noses.

Impossible Bastards, Part 2

Well, just when I thought it couldn't get any worse at my job, it did. I just got back from vacation today, to find that I no longer have email. Now, I am stuck with no communication, no internet, and no fun.

And, to the jackass who commented on my first post of this nature, let's see you do your job without email!!!

Latest Addition

While my sister is bravely navigating the waters of new parenthood, I know I'm way too much of a wuss for that. Therefore, the newest addition to our family is my new iPod shuffle, Baby Otis.

Baby Otis, as he is known, came into our home today, at 3:30pm. After a quick install, I filled his tiny ass up with songs. Now, I am ready to clip him on and go. It is truly extraordinary how little he is. So unassuming, so unobtrusive. He makes his Papa look like a big, clunky dude.

So, I'm now a grandparent. My baby has a baby. And, I couldn't be happier.