Hadn't realized it until just now, but the ol' posting routine at The Home has gotten a bit sporadic as of late. I can blame part of it on the recent bout of Creeping Crud I've battled for the better part of a week now. Some of it can be blamed on Internet Burnout: I just haven't had much of an attention span for trawling the Interweb for news, baseball, and amputee midget bondage porn. (How many site hits do you think those four words are worth?)

Mostly, I've been busy. Busy doing what, you ask? Well, busy getting things ready for the newest addition at The Home. Yep, the wife and I are expecting our first child next month. I'm pretty excited. And scared to death.

So I hope my threes of readers will bear with me for a while. I'm sure there'll be more lapses in the flow of wisdom(?) I share with you. There may be days I prefer to discuss the viscosity of what the baby left in his diaper, rather than Marcus Giles' on-base percentage. And according to my friends and family who've already been through this- I may prefer to grab a twenty minute nap (whenever I can) over everything else. But I'm sticking around, and I hope you do too.