How I Spent My Summer Vacation.........Or.........The Eight Pound Excuse

I know, I know. I disappeared with no advance warning. I didn't call, I didn't write. I'm a jerk. But, I have the best excuse in the history of excuses...

Niamh Karen Rose Riley*
July 12th, 2008
8 Lbs., 6.7 Oz.
21 1/4 inches

Rather than put up enough pictures to crash the interweb here in this post, I'll use the handy slideshow gadget*2 (on the sidebar of The Name Escapes Me) to allow those interested in basking in babitude to get their fill*3.

Once I adjust (again) to even less sleep than normal, I'll be back to my normal comic book/politics/winsome rap retrospective posting*4.

*Is awesome.

*2 Or 'widget'. Or is it 'Gidget'? No, wait, that's the surfer girl who grew up to be The Flying Nun.

*3 Also, enjoy the Lego Forces created by my son, Neil. Their names are as follows: Brainulus, Space Rider, Shark Man, Bomb Head, Blast Face, Captain Clone Man, and Death. This is what two guys do to reaffirm their manliness in a house that now has gender equality.



*4 Oh joy.

Please Please Please

This would put a smile on my face comparable to The Kool-Aid Man's rictus grin*.

"Obstruction of justice! Ohhh yeaaah!!!"

*From back when "juice" was flavored sugar water and no one worried about basic health, much less jamming kids' bodies full of twelve kinds of workout enhancers. Of course, we're not exactly a nation of Hulk children*2, so I guess Gatorade has been lying to us.
*2 Yeah, I know Hulkling turned out to be a Skrull/Kree half-breed (not related to The Incredible Hulk at all), but my point remains the same. My point being, I'm a giant dork and maybe one person reading this understands what in the hell a Kree is. Rove sucks.