I have video evidence (currently on my cell phone) of Emma eating a hot dog. From her reaction, it may be the only time this ever happens.
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I have video evidence (currently on my cell phone) of Emma eating a hot dog. From her reaction, it may be the only time this ever happens.
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From Random |
Ryan, tonight:
Often times I believe that we are standing on the shoulders of midgets, and dead and rotting giants are simply relieved to not have to watch us fumble around and fuck things up.
Someone call me when players are done being whiny prissy cheaters, and maybe my interest for baseball will return to a point where it was in my youth.
A twelfth random thing you might not know:
12. In tenth grade, I organzied a reunion of sorts for my fifth grade elementary class at Emily Liadakis’ house.
Thanks to the magic of Facebook, there’s a healthy number of Woodhome Elementary folks lurking in my circle, and the itch is starting again. Think it over, world…
Excellent questions at the Baltimore Sun Education Blog, on a topic I’ve recently struggled with myself.
One of the kids broke the drum kit (separated the wire for one of the cymbals). That’s the cherry on top of a crappy family set of days lately.
Two sets of friends: relocated.
No more moving on consecutive weekends anymore, OK kids? My arms and chest are talking at me funny.