I don’t know how you feel about waiting for someone at the grocery while parked in the fire lane. But I have no problem doing it. If an emergency was to happen I would drive off and park and wait. But when the person going in is only going to grab one thing and wont be long it’s not a problem to me.

So this is what I was doing last night. The Wife went in to grab some diapers(yeah we ran out due to FROTE* multi-feeding poops). Well while waiting some guy walks by my car, stands and waits for me to look at him and say while pointing at the sign, NO PARKING!

Who is this guy? the parking police? Well I roll my window down and tell this bald ass hole to mind his own f**king business. He retorts with “if I have to walk around your car it is my buisness.”

Well it just goes on from there, after a few back and fourth quips, he says “I guess I’ll have to take care of this.”

What is he going to do? tell the store manager on me? OH NO! dont get bill, the glorified bagging clerk!

Well about that time The Wife returns to the car and gets in. So I give him my favorite sign, the finger.

Not to be out done, he shouts as I drive away, Jesus loves you!

No shit dick weed, he does love me, and everyone else on earth. But I bet if you asked him he would probably think your an ass hole like I do.

*Future Ruler Of The Earth

Wow, so much has happened in the past few days week. Tuesday waking up in the early morning. That evening wondering if my wife would ever give birth to my baby. Thursday, my baby Spencer comes home and changes every single aspect of your life. And now Saturday. The Boy comes back from being at his dads and all is messed up. Things are not the way they should be and he is not to happy about it.

Spencer is a physical specimen. So says the nurse that came today.

Now while I wasn’t present to hear it. The Wife tells me this is what she said. So I guess my debaucheries in life hasn’t ruined anything as far as i know. The wife was always saying my boys probably couldn’t hit the broad side of a barn let alone swim in a line. Well apparently she was way wrong.

It really is amazing how much this kid looks like me. He is so a mini me. I’ll have to find some baby photos of me and compare them. Everyone that has seen him has said that. That poor kid is going to look like me. Sorry Spence

The new baby isn’t the only new baby in my life.

In other news.

I decided to upgrade my Mac to a G4 iBook. The G3 was just not cutting it and it was reaching the product line for mac. Everything i have seen is pointing to the G3′s not being supported anymore.

So the question is what do i do with it. Do i sell it? or keep it?

I’m leaning towards the selling it, I could use the money on the diapers.

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Today at 12:37 am, Spencer Robert Short was brought upon this world. He was born seven pounds fourteen ounces and is twenty one inches long.

I am writing this on 23 hours sleep so excuse me if I don’t have the best grammar in the world.

The title of The Squeaky Stool came from the nurse. When she sat down on the stool during the delivery it made a sound. A gassy sound at which she immediately blamed on the squeaky stool.

We didn’t buy it at all.

I just wanted to say thanks to all that took the time to vote and give your feelings on the name situation. The Pod Lady and I have decided on the future ruler of the earths name. But we are not going to divulge it untill it’s time.

Tomorrow, while all of you are working, just remember how lucky you are not to be The Pod Lady. I know I will.

Ok, it’s time for bed. We have to be up in the morning and at the birthing place at 6 am. Yeah it sucks like that. 4:30 am wake up call thanks to American Dad theme song.