This Whole Baby Thing, Explained

Most of you know by now, but it bears repeating if you don't: Tara and I, or actually mostly Tara, are in the advanced stages of the breeding process.

(Here is where you say, in the language of our ancestors, "Hey, mazel tov, dude." Apparently, our ancestors were notoriously informal.)

But yeah, thanks. Looking at late August or early September. We've had a few tests so far, and things are pretty much where they should be (perform superstitious action of your choice); we even have pictures. In fact, here is a picture of Tara, or more accurately a picture of the inside of one of Tara's organs, where you can clearly see some gray and white splotches on a black background, and the word "Profile" with some numbers and letters:



Obviously this looks like it could be anything from an X-ray of a turkey leg to an 8th grade art project. But thanks to some advanced medical imaging technology--I believe lasers and nanotubes or something were involved--we were able to really enhance the results. I think we had to pay extra for this, but really, it's worth it. Anyway, this is probably a more accurate picture of our child at this point:



We were heartened to see what specialists call "Fonzie's sign", where the clenched fist and upturned thumb indicate advanced development of the fetal "cool" system. Ayyyyyyy.

Yeah, this does not bode well for classy humor going forward. Not even born yet and I'm already using the kid for a cheap punchline. Obviously, we'll keep the updates coming, so stay tuned.

Second topic: The First Berkshire District's very own Dan Bosley has, no doubt influenced by the need to get picked on anonymously, begun a blog of his own. A window into the inner workings of state government. Hopefully it will smell better. Anyway, while the name of the thing--"Dan Bosley's Blog"--is not about to win a Pulitzer Prize, it is the content that will capture my interest. He's already started up with a copy of his testimony at a net neutrality hearing in Boston. Dan--welcome to the party. Maybe you can coax Clark out of blog retirement.

This is especially welcome since over the last few months, the local blogging scene has thinned out some: Andy Etman, Da Snoop, and Tom B have closed up shop, and I'm lucky if I can even think of three hundred interesting words a month, let alone write them down. Still, I like it when a new post from one of my blogroll amigos crosses my RSS aggregator, so please keep on posting.

(Margie? Gary? Are you listening?)

Not really a third topic, but a new plan idea: any time a show comes on featuring four nobodies with great big TV-sized heads and blinkered priorities engaged in vigorous debate of the clothes people wore to the Oscars, and you're tempted to watch: make pudding instead. It's a real win-win, more so if you like pudding.