Thanks for the comments, Tim. I saw you the other day when I went swimming in my old KCC yearbooks. It was a good experience. I wonder why I always have beer goggles on when I look to the past. Its funny. I even long for crappy old Michigan sometimes, even though I hated most of it while I was there. I am lying to myself about how great the past was? Or am I just overly critical of the present? I think that I know the answer.

I saw a great movie last week. Garden State really struck a chord with me. It seemed very real and authentic. I just deleted a bunch of commentary about the movie because I don't want to spoil it or taint anyone else's experience. If you get a chance, check this movie out.

My son is a lot of fun. He should be smiling pretty soon. That will be really cool to see when I'm actually making him happy. He gives me a lot of different looks now, and I can only imagine what he is thinking about me. Sometimes he just looks into my eyes and seems to look right through to my soul. Its as if the eyes of God are in his head.