Goodbye old friend

When she followed me home about eight years ago, I was excited. We laughed, we went for joy rides, we named her Calliope. But we have grown apart, and it is time to move on.

So, alas, this too shall pass… into the garage of the highest bidder.

Calliope on the day I brought her home.

I wish you well, my technicolor friend.

Reruns are new to me

My schedule doesn’t allow for much television these days, but I did manage to watch some the other night. It was a touching moment between a father and a son, one of those moments that inspires you to become the best parent you can be. I know this sounds uncharacteristically sappy coming from me, but becoming a father has opened up a whole new world to me…

Just watch, I can’t really express it it words.

See what I mean?