Waiting to go into the operating room for our planned C-Section. Remembering that there's few things more useless than a Dad during birth. I feel like the first day I stepped on the boat. There's a huge flurry of professional activity, that I can't participate in and only half understand. I can only act by being a burden on the system.

Me: What about Azaelia?

Chica: I don't want to pick any flower names. They're too girly.

Me: OK... Wait, you named yourself after a flower [when you immigrated]!

Chica: Oh... Well, I was 10 :)

The Steelers are going to the Superbowl. Again. They defeated the hated Ravens for the 3rd time this past week in the AFC Championship game. While the Steelers have usually had good defenses while I've been watching, this year they've had the best in the league by almost any measure. Knowing that on any down and distance there is a non-zero ( Read more... )

We're expecting again. Due date is Feb 13. C section is already scheduled for earlier than that. Chica's doctor says no one does VBAC's (first they didn't, then they did, and now they don't). I find that a little disappointing, as the last C section was pretty debilitating. But, at least this time I'll know better than to stress so much about ( Read more... )

I feel like I'm the last person I know to get an HDTV. I bought a 50" Panasonic 800U from Amazon last week. It showed up via white glove delivery service on Sat ( Read more... )

Employee Information Bulletin ( Read more... )

A Japanese business associate recounting the funniest joke he ever heard in English:

What's the difference between a girlfriend and a wife?

45 pounds

What's the difference between a boyfriend and a husband?

45 minutes

On the boat, there was a cook, or rather Food Service Attendant. He wasn't actually smart enough to be a cook (which isn't a good sign) and his own division didn't want him, so he got the job of serving the food. After each meal, the FSA in the wardroom would go around and ask each officer in turn if he'd like coffee. I, of course, don't drink ( ( Read more... )

I've gone 35+ years without any injury that required stitches. The baby made it less than 10 months. That's how it goes, I guess. Either that, or we're terrible parents. It's definitely 1 of the 2. He fell onto a toy cow yesterday with pointy horns. One of the horns gave him a cut on his cheek, which required 1 stitch. Well, chicks dig scars ( Read more... )

mijven points this out. Well, at least I can feel reassured that we're all still afraid of terrorists. Or something.