Update: Sleep Deprivation

The little ETJB, junioress is going to be a strong woman. She lets everyone know when she wants something. I think she's great.

The delivery: the whole expectant father cliché is there for a reason. It was like Mrs. ETJB was driving on a bad road, on the side of a mountain cliff, with rain, wind, hail, and crazy drivers all around us. I was there in the front seat. She was scared too, but at least she had the wheel. I had to sweat it out.

Watch it, I cried out.
Whew, that was close, she said.
I think I soiled meself, I replied.

Lot's of family is here for Thanksgiving. ETJB is the master chef. I am glad everyone is here, but I am already looking forward to an empty house again.

Holy Crap!

So, on Monday, Mrs. ETJB had a baby. They are both doing well. I'll write more later, but for now: Monday was really crazy. Thanks to those of you who've already sent your good wishes. We appreciate all the support.

Halloween: Post-Mortem

Halloween means 2 things for us: Berlioz, Symphonie Phantastique and Bauhaus, 1979-1983.

Last nite, we also saw Spiderman grab his ass like he had to make.