Baby Bison

Fee made his first trip to Bucknell this weekend. It was Homecoming and we hadn't been there in a few years. We saw the comedian Jim Gaffigan (hot pockets?) and got 3 FREE beer tickets. It was cool, as long as we had that ugly orange wristband we could walk anywhere on campus with an open beer. I could walk right up to public safety and chug a beer in his face...he'd just have to stand there groovin' on it. We saw Lambda Chi, my old fraternity. It still has the same stale beer/piss smell that conjures up memories of parties past. Fee was very happy walking around campus all day, he's already thinking about matriculating. NASA is currently calculating how much it will cost to send him there.

What's Up Chair Rail?

A woman sacrifices a lot when she becomes pregnant: lost sleep, changes in body, sore muscles, people telling her she "looks huge". What then should the man sacrifice...besides having to put up with the woman (don't worry, I've already gotten smacked for that comment). Part of my sacrifice became putting up a chair rail in the nursery. Painting alone was not good enough for my little man. Besides. Caryn wanted it. Anyway, how hard could it be? Well, take a look for yourself. Have you ever cut a perfect 22.5 degree angle? I did...twice. It turned out much better than I ever thought it would. Now we're going to cover it all up with a crib, dresser, and changing table but I'll know it's there, protecting the wall, in case the furniture ever goes away and someone accidentally bumps their chair into the wall. I'll be there to say, "this wall was protected by me, you're welcome." I haven't decided what my theme music will be but in the far chance this exact situation occurs, I'll probably hum something provocative.

Super Dave

This has nothing to do with Baby Brof. However, I just wanted to give a fine "Hazzaaah" to my brother, super Dave (aka brof-en-brother). He ran the Steamtown Marathon a week ago and finished fourth. His time was just over 2 hours 25 minutes. For those of you not familiar with marathons (aka not insane), that's well under 6 minutes per mile for 26.2 miles. I can't run one mile under 6 minutes....hence the name super Dave. Anyway, this is a pic of him about 10 minutes after he finished. I call this photograph "Caged Passion." The fence Dave is leaning on symbolizes how his passion for running has imprisoned him while at the same time has set him free. People in the background seem not to notice the heroic figure leaning on the gate. Could this infer the idea that Dave is still waiting for validation from his peers for excellence? The snapple water in his hand...is he willing to sell out to become a larger than life runner? There are many questions to this riddle of mystery known as "Caged Passion." Take some time to reflect on your own personal marathons, whatever they may be....

We're very proud of you, Dave.