Son
December 24th, 2002
People enjoy the same stuff everywhere: Greg's spent a day with his son. I did the same yesterday with mine, because he was sick. I just called to work to say I wouldn't come in, laid in the coach, put Lowie on my belly (that's his all-time favorite location), and just laid. And laid. It certainly was one of the finer moments of the past few months.
I'm one of those romantic guys who think that spending time with your family is important. If I could save 1 hour every day commuting, I could spend it on being with my son. One whole hour a day. Just me and my son. That beats "community"-based ranting and raving any time. A community is a place where people gather together to reach a common goal. It's not a market place where you just stand on a craddle and start insulting and discouraging other people. Alas, it's the second one that I see more and more going on. So expect me to spend more and more time on my son.
Hmm, this one seems to be a bit confused. I'll try to iron it out next time. I just wanted to mention Greg's good times anyways, but the rest just spilled the rim.

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