And now a word from the rest of me

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BABIES! BABIES! PETS! PETS!

This is another picture from the weekend of all the kids; we took them all to the local zoo, too. The younger ones were not very impressed by the zoo at all. My theory is that to Babies!, everything is all new. We grown-ups are used to seeing trucks and houses and things, so to get us excited, you've got to put a giraffe in front of us. But to Babies!, a giraffe is no more or less exciting than a Volvo. Mr F, shown here, did like the little turtle that was swimming around, and tried to touch it.

The title of this post refers to the brief argument/bet Sweetie and I made this morning

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Nonsportsmanlike Conduct:


Tired of the failed MVPs? I know, like me, you never get tired of making fun of people who have achieved more success in one game than I have in my life. But I like to change things up, keep things fresh, put a little pine-tar on the baseball of thought that is this column.

As I was driving into work this morning, I heard that Plaxico Burress guaranteed a victory over the Patriots* this Sunday, going so far as to say that the Giants would win, 23-17.

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UNDER THE EYES OF GOD:

How long had it been since he had seen another human being?

How long since he had talked to anyone but his own reflection?

How long since he’d seen the speck of reflected light in front of him, directly in front of him, and waved his arm ineffectively against the ether to see the speck blink in and out and realized that the star was behind him, and he was casting a shadow on the speck, which was reflecting the star’s light back when he was not interfering by waving his arm.

How big was it?

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THE BEST OF EVERYTHING:

I was alive when MTV first came out. I remember watching MTV with my uncle (who was just a little older than me -- those crazy Catholic families!) and my older brother (also just a little older than me) when I was about 16 or so, and MTV had been around long enough that the novelty had worn off.

This was long before I noted the trend in music videos that lets you instantly know, even with the sound turned off, what kind of music you're watching.

I just re-read that sentence, and had to stop and think whether it made sense. But it did. Imagine if you could go back in time say to Mozart, "There will come a time when you can use the phrase "what kind of music you're watching" and it will make sense. I bet I know just what he would say:

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