Lovely night...

First and foremost, I want to thank Dr. Hugo for the lovely foreign lady he sent me with my wife...and, for all of you idiots out there, I mean a cigar. Thank you, Dr. Hugo.

I was met tonight with a little panda who was watching the light show on the TV, which happens when you play a CD on the X-Box 360. There was no sound, however...because apparently the baby is sick of noise. That's fine...until she starts her high-pitched pain-scream that seems to indicate tiredness. I understand fighting sleep; I've done it my entire life...but seriously, when it starts to hurt, I fall asleep. When it starts to hurt her...she screams. I took her on a car ride, which normally settles her down, and she screamed even more...it was like...wowzer. Anywho, she's asleep for now...fell asleep on mama's shoulder...wouldn't do it for daddy this time. She's laying on the "Couch of Awesomeness."

I miss smoking cigars with the other cretins. Seriously, you guys have to open up your saturdays...or I need a better job. Anyone know of a job opening for me?

I love my bug. She has been so amazing in the face of such struggle her entire life. My dream...one of my biggest dreams...is to make it so she doesn't have to struggle financially anymore...ever...or worry about her children doing the same. That's why I'm in my business...




...check it out...and there's more after that...more to tell...it's getting better all the time.

Sports-wise...O-V-Rated is gone thanks to a stellar performance by the Montreal Canadians. Good for you, gentlemen...and thank you for silencing that second-rate human being.

Also, the Phillies won a wild one, finishing a disappointing road trip. I hope that my blog had something to do with it...but I doubt it...anywho, we go face the New York Metrosexuals at home tomorrow...let's take back first, and let my papa give Mr. Mikey another broom, huh? Go Phills.