So, baby shower last Sunday. Was kind of cool. Nice to see people donating time and money-in-the-form-of-gifts to support a mom-to-be. I'm not sure if the sprog is going to be my second cousin or my first cousin once removed or something like that. He's my dad's brother's son's son. I can call him that, right? He's going to be huge. And I will buy him squeaky toys and take him hiking and sailing. He's due this coming Tuesday, and tomorrow, I'm going to go have dinner with my cousin and his wife. Who knows, maybe I'll get to witness the miracle of birth in the movie theater.
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What'll it mean for the boy's psyche if he's born during a late showing of Angels and Demons?
Other than that, I... um... drew a Grue.
(You all knew I can't draw, right? I can't draw. Grues are not saucy centaurs.)