Happy Birthday

Because I am just now able to get to a computer for a few minutes, I am a bit late in announcing the arrival of our daughter, Pandora. Born 5/7/2008, 7 lbs 4.5 oz, 21.25" @ 8:40 pm.

The only thing I can say is this:
The door is closed. The safety lecture has been given. The fasten seatbelts light is on, and the pilot just hit the throttle. We are well on our way to what will surely be a giant adventure. We already have a few stories from her first few days of life, and at least one of them is a defecation misadventure involving the poor timing of an inexperienced parent.

Thanks to all for kind words, support, gifts, advice, and everything else that our friends have provided. We are really lucky people to have our friends. Pictures will be posted soon at images.junkpc.com.
Also - if there is anybody that I did not notify personally in the last few days, please don't take it as anything but my poor planning and lack of a centralized information store. (I know - I should have an Exchange server here at the ranch) I still have a lot of phone calls to make, and I'm learning how to be a dad.

Time to go see if Mrs. Junkpc is still sleeping. She deserves it.

Time Stand Still

Blatantly stolen without permission - read the lyrics or watch. Ignore the 80's-ness of the video, it's not the important part.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=qzySVkMMqlE

I turn my back to the wind
To catch my breath
Before I start off again.
Driven on without a moment to spend
To pass an evening with a drink and a friend

I let my skin get too thin
I'd like to pause
No matter what I pretend
Like some pilgrim
Who learns to transcend
Learns to live as if each step was the end

(Time stand still)
I'm not looking back
But I want to look around me now
(Time stand still)
See more of the people and the
places that surround me now
Freeze this moment a little bit longer
Make each sensation a little bit stronger
Experience slips away
Experience slips away

I turn my face to the sun
Close my eyes
Let my defences down
All those wounds that I can't get unwound

I let my past go too fast
No time to pause
If I could slow it all down
Like some captain, whose ship runs aground
I can wait until the tide comes around

(Time stand still)
I'm not looking back
But I want to look around me now
(Time stand still)
See more of the people and the
places that surround me now
Freeze this moment a little bit longer
Make each impression a little bit stronger
Freeze this motion a little bit longer
The innocence slips away
The innocence slips away...

Summer's going fast, nights growing colder
Children growing up, old
friends growing older
Freeze this moment a little bit longer
Make each impression a little bit stronger
Experience slips away
Experience slips away...
The innocence slips away

Fetal Rock-n-Roll Syndrome

Ok - the title is a stretch, but it seemed like it fit:
Mrs Junkpc calls me while we're both driving to work.
The local rock station decided to play Rush's 'Tom Sawyer'
I am a huge Rush fan - not the most rabid, maybe - but I am half way on my quest to own all of their work on vinyl. (That's 33 1/3 RPM record discs for those of you not from the stone age like me)
Anyway -
Mrs Junkpc calls me from the road and announces yet another reason why this is most certainly my/our child.
She (the fetus) has not been very active in the mornings. Until she heard Rush today.
Then, she started moving all over the place.

Now, there are several possible explanations for this, but I am choosing to ignore all but the one that amused us this morning - which is that we know that our baby will also be a fan of that wacky Canadian trio.

other possibilities include:
1) hated breakfast
2) woke up cranky and upset because internal organs were crowding her personal space
3) just decided that Mrs Junkpc needed a punch in the spleen
4) hates Rush and was trying to get away

- I think I should find some archive tape of Myron Cope and Bill Hillgrove. This is something that we will need to know about now.

Damned responsibilities

Losing 21-7 at the half, and I need to go to bed.
Dammit.
Edit: 21-14.
Can I change mood to only slightly less annoyed?
I really should go to bed.
Another Edit: 28-14.
I should have gone to bed.
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    annoyed annoyed

Family

I know that this may get annoying, but I know that some people have 'friended' me on here.
Just because it's mine, I have decided to use craptastic.junkpc.com as my primary dumping ground.

So either just check that regularly, or I'll probably keep adding links here for the immediate moment.
You can feel free to comment here if you'd like, or there, or - don't bother. Up to you.
http://craptastic.junkpc.com/2007/10/11/family-expansion.aspx