Odd news of the week.

I am sure Larry Legend is very honored by this.

Welcome.

Welcome to the world Ethan Michael Crabb. Good Luck; don't EVER eat the gum stuck on the underside of your chair and you'll be fine. Oh, and ask your mom or dad to read this to you, becuase you won't be able to for another 5-6 years.

...the couch is deep, and the phone receiver's warm.

As the sun changes angles, and we plunge towards winter, I am delighted that the phone receiver in my office is being warmed by its rays from approximately 10am to 11am. Sometimes it's the little things.

Tough luck.

I guess you could call it bad luck.

a. On Friday night one of our Young Life committee families had us over for dinner. It was spaghetti and meatballs or italian sausage. I went with a little of both. It was darn good, we went to the football game afterwards. I went home and went to bed. At about 2am I spring out of bed, and up comes the dinner.

b. On Saturday I went to an 80s party. (not dressed up, so I think I'll chalk this up to bad karma) I was going to pick up Kelly, and on my way over I realized I'd forgotten the directions. I pulled back in the driveway, engaged the parking brake, hopped out, and started walking into the house. I hear a loud click, and notice my car has begun to roll off towards 71st Street!!!! My adreneline has never pumped so hard as it did while I was sprinting to get just ahead of the door so I could fling it open, jump in and slam on the brakes just before it rolled into the street.

c. Walking up to the door this morning to begin the work week I balanced my coffee cup on top of the box which contained my lunch, and as I reached for the door handle, said cup did slip and on the sidewalk my coffee was deposited. Drag.

Swept.

Well.....the baseball season is over as far as I'm concerned. The Red Sox lost to the White Sox last night sealing their destiny as non-repeaters.

Hope springs eternal, and for now New Englanders can go back to wishing the Yankees doom, and making fun of the leaf-peepers.