I'm going to have a son.
We packed 6 of us and an ultrasound tech into a closet of a room and watched a blob on TV become my son. As soon as the tech put the weird looking Mr. Microphone on my wife's belly - there was my kid - his feet up in the air and his nethers exposed for all to see.
I can't really describe the feeling. Proud? Yes. Amazed? Absolutely. A bit scared? You bet. All I can really tell you is that, when I walked out of the office, everything looked different. I was a different man then when I walked in.
CHANGE OF SUBJECT
I'm into something new. I'm not going to say what it is but is sounds like "comics". More later.
ANOTHER CHANGE OF SUBJECT
Tonight, on "Lost", a friend of mine is going to become a recurring character. His name is Eric Lange and he was present when I had my terrible, horrible, no-good, very bad, table saw accident in 1993. We were part of a summer stock theatre program at Ashland University. I'd like to say that we kept in touch but we didn't. After that summer, we parted ways (as all of us did) and I haven't seen or heard about him until recently on Facebook. So, since the opportunity has risen, I'm going to be one of those obnoxious "friends" who pops up when a person becomes slightly famous.
Ah... I knew him when...:)
Anyway, congrats to you, Eric! Thanks for getting me one degree closer to Kevin Bacon!
Here's a picture of Naked Frankenstein to tide you over till next time...
Smell ya, later!