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  Father’s day 2025. This is my 9th Father's Day as a dad. It is my 52nd Father’s Day having a father. And I’ll tell y’all one thing, it is a much different day now that it’s also about me. It puts everything in a much different perspective. It lets me contemplate this fatherhood trip in a larger context and for the first time in my life, I get to see the world through my father’s eyes. I can’t begin to tell you what it is like to become a parent for the first time. This post isn’t about spewing cliches that we’ve all heard 1,000 times. Y’all get it. Parenthood changes you. So many little things you’d never expect. I’ll address those in a later post perhaps. The one change that I’ve found most profound is how becoming a father has completely changed my memories of childhood. Every single memory I have of my childhood is now seen through the eyes of a father. I can still see the events from the eyes of the younger me, but standing above those young eyes is the older me, the father, ...

  Quite possibly the best band touring at the moment...

  I found this band from Australia recently named The Bamboos. Really digging them lately, especially this little tune!

So here we are in 2012. The month of January has already past in this the year 2012. And I have myself a new computer. One with a ton of memory. Memory I can use to write, and write, and write some more. So I guess then that I should write. I used to love to write on this blog. The entries weren't long. They weren't profound. But they were consistent. I need to get back into the habit of regularly writing some shit down. Maybe, just maybe, the next great American novel is waiting inside me. Its just waiting to break out. I'm drinking a PBR and listening to Norah Jones right now. Its late at night and I should be getting to bed. My beagles are snoring on my bed right now. I should sleep. I've got a double ahead of me tomorrow. And then another double on Saturday. And then after that double, Julie and I are driving to Blacksburg to see her twin and watch the Super Bowl. Go Giants! It should be the Saints against the Pats and not the fucking Giants. But...

Let sleeping beagles lay. Unless of course they begin to snore. And then pick up sleeping beagles and move them to chairs. I want to get two chocolate labs, a brother and a sister from the same litter, and name them "Scully" and "Mulder." I also decided yesterday that I'd like to name my dogs after jazz musicians. I'd have Thelonious Monk, and I'd call him Theo. I'd have Dave Brubeck, and he'd be Dave. I'd have Miles Davis, and he'd be Miles. I'd have Stan Getz, and he'd be Stan. Then there'd be Herbie Hancock, and he'd be Herbie. We'd have a Wayne Shorter and a Chic Corea. A Johnny Coltrane. I'm going to have to have a lot of dogs...

Its been awhile. Just thought I'd write something down... you know, maybe get myself back into the habit of putting words to page/screen. Let's see what happens...

I guess I should write some things about what's been happening.  I'm actually quite surprised I haven't put "pen to paper," as it were, already, seeing as how that's my medium for expressing my feelings.... The trip to New Orleans was incredible.  Best trip I've ever had.  I left Raleigh on Friday, January 16th and finally arrived back (two days late) on Thursday, January 22nd.  I got into New Orleans around 10:30 am and Julie picked me up at the airport.  I hadn't seen her in something like 13 years, and it was like we had just seen each other.  Absolutely perfect!  Like we had just seen each other, just spoken.  It was very clear from that moment that she and I still had our amazing connection. So we head back to her house and then go to Le Bon Temps for some drinks.  And that was the beginning of my amazing weekend.  From Le Bon Temps we went to some little Po Boy joint and met up with Eleanor.  More drinks, then Eleanor's house, then Tipitina...

No cigarettes for 6 days now.  That was my big goal this year: quit smoking.  So far, so good.  Not all that easy, but not impossible.  Also going to quit going out as much.  Going out=spending money.  Money that I don't have.  And it'll be smoky as all hell, which I'm really trying to steer clear of.  So there's that. Had a security leak recently.  Have sense tightened things up.  Thought this was a "For Your Eyes Only" operation.  Found out otherwise.  Hopefully the necessary corrections have been made and the blog will once again be all mine.  Its not like I was writing this for anyone anyways.  This blog is for me and me alone.  I'm doing it because I like to type more than I like to sit down and write. So we'll see if I get infiltrated again...