Give Him Time and Lo!

Spent the better half of a week with my bro and his wife and the little dude.  I cannot believe his progress, people!  He is making great strides and rolls and cooings and I am a damn proud uncle and brother and I will be returning whenever I can afford it. 

I left my little packet of crayons on the plane and my brother got me this huge 64 count replacement and I have yet to wrap my head around all these crazy new colors and all their ridiculous names.  I think my favorites are the blues that are pretending to be greys and the dull moldy greens. 

Baby On Th' Moog

i've been out of artistical commision for about a week, yes, helping scrape and sand and fill and paint walls when not at work. yes, much hath been learned during the intermission between this post and last, so fear not, the blog lives on!


And speaking of new life and stuff:
Yes, the word's official, as of 9:30 today. My sister-in-law's got a melon growing in her abdomen. Everyone's simply buggy, all up and down the relations later, busy attaching generational prefixes to our name tags.


To celebrate, think I'll gorge on half a watermelon tomorrow morning, unless the cantaloupe's ripened by then.



Interesting stuff:

Synthesizer-Daddy Robert Moog.

A funny homeboy wailin on the best Moog Synthesizer Ever.