Am I a metrosexual if....

I use Mary Kate and Ashley Olsen Shampoo? I think so.

Actually, that was an actual thought I had a few days ago. You see, I have taken to showering in the morning in the other bathroom, which is mostly B's domain since my wife and I have our master bath. However, when I get up in the morning, Baby T. is still asleep, so instead of chancing waking him up, I stumble out and into the other bathroom. I needed to wash my hair and had no choice but to use B's shampoo. Don't tell her, ok?

And, yes, the term metrosexual should never have been spoken in the first place. Hopefully, anyone still using it will see my post and realize that it is no longer a cool word to use. I mean, I used it in the same sentence with Mary Kate and Ashley and I'm about as glamorous as a Ford Escort.

But I do have fabulous hair now!   ¶ 12:13 AM (0) comments

  Wow, how things have changed...

I'm 33 so I was growing up during the punk/alternative/progressive years of the mid 80's. I listened to all the 'cool' bands, The Cure, The Smith's, Violent Femmes, The Clash and on and on and on. One of the coolest bands and one of the most influential bands, Husker Du, was introduced to me by a really cool girl at a party that was one of those really cool parties. Anyway, we never clicked but Husker Du did click with me. 'Sorry Somehow' and 'Don't want to know if you are lonely' are probably the best songs to listen to when that really cool girl rips out your heart and stomps on it with her Doc Martens.

Anyway, Bob Mould, of Husker Du and later, Sugar, fame has a blog. It is a very good read and if you remember the band and the man (and if not, go buy their cd's) go take a look at Boblog.

Isn't it funny how the internet is finally making the world such a small place. Well, I'm off to find 'Candy Apple Grey', one of Husker Du's best albums. You guys should go buy it. Now. Go. Really, go buy it, but after you take a look at his blog.

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  Those magical moments...

I had a showing early this morning and it went well. I made it to the office at eleven thirty and did some paperwork and research before heading home for lunch. I get home and walk into the bedroom where Jen is holding Baby T, who locks onto my face, smiles wide at his Daddy...then promptly spits up.  ¶ 3:00 PM (0) comments