Catching up with Keegan

Several posts back I promised some photos from Keegan's first haircut. One of the drawbacks to using 35mm film instead of a digital camera is that it takes a while to finish a roll of film, get it developed and upload the pictures on the not-free CD that Wolf Camera provides with the pictures. The upside of 35mm film is that you usually capture pictures from a number of events. And I get to pass on that bounty to you today.

Here we are outside Bob's Barber Shop:

Uhh, what exactly are you planning to do with that thing?

Check out that fro!!

My future's so bright, I got to wear shades!

Keegan is constantly on the move. And he has a full mouth of teeth -- the better to smile with.

A few weeks ago, Keegan started school. He goes to Jen's-free-Wednesday-morning preschool at a nearby church. He really seems to enjoy it. He's been three weeks now, and we have three pieces of art to show for it. By Christmas, we should be able to wallpaper the guest room with his original works. Fine by me. Here's K-Man on his first day of school with the bag the school made us buy to carry all of his artwork.

You may recall my previous posts about playing softball. Well, the pants must have worked. Our firm team won the league playoffs. It's got to be the pants. Here's Keegan with the trophy.

How to write a song

Wouldn't it be nice if there was a roadmap to good song writing? This video may help you in your quest. That is, if your quest is to write a song for a 98 Degrees cover band.

The video is a student production that was entered in the Highbridge Film Festival earlier this year in Wilmore. And it is hilarious! I ate lunch today with the lead "singer" in the video. Funny guy. He is also one of the class sponsors for Marie-Claire's freshmen class at AC. (NOTE: the song is by a band that is no longer performing and has a number of other "not-so-clean" tunes, so I am not including their web address for you. The guys in the video are not in that band. Just clarifying.)

Headed to Wilmore

I am writing from the relatively comfortable seats outside Gate D-35 at the Atlanta airport waiting for my flight to Lexington. For some crazy reason, the powers that be at our alma mater, nominated me to the Alumni Board. The board's fall meeting starts today. What this means is that tomorrow I get to wear a suit around campus and sit in the back at chapel in Hughes Auditorium. The board will be recognized and several hundred students will gaze our way and wonder what they'll be doing when they're as old as that group of people. And I am old because when we were at AC, the women had to wear skirts to class and the men had to wear collared shirts (ah, the days when mock turtlenecks caused a certain level of consternation. Is that a collar or a t-shirt? Do I want to have an argument with this student about the presence or absence of a collar or just lecture about the War of 1812?). Now the kids can wear shorts to dinner in the cafeteria. Shorts people!! In the center of campus! REM was right.

Before I left today, I got to watch Keegan eat his oatmeal. He gave me this cute look. That kid is awesome.

Cadbury's Gorilla Ad

Some friends sent me this ad recently. They wanted me to share it with you.



The timing is curious as well because Jen and I were having a discussion in the last couple of weeks about how any guy I know who listens to this song does that same exact thing at that moment in the song no matter where they are. Well, I know I do.

Clips from the Original

Many have caught on to the NBC version of The Office. However, the original British series remains the standard by which Michael Scott and company will be measured. This first clip is a bit of practical joking between Tim and Gareth (counterparts to Jim and Dwight).



Later on the stapler saga continues.



And a little wisdom from David Brent, Regional Manager.



I am headed to Gainesville tomorrow to watch the Gators take on the Men of Troy. Uh, Troy, Alabama, that is. For you UGA fans, look out for the Ole Ball Coach. He'll be in Athens tomorrow with some of his ball plays.