Better to write for yourself and have no public, than to write for the public and have no self. - Cyril Connolly
Wednesday, October 12, 2005
Time to build an ark
When I pulled into my parking spot last night, I saw balloons peaking out over the top of the fence I share with my next door neighbors proclaiming "It's a Boy!!!". They had anxiously been awaiting the birth of their first child, and I was just thrilled for them. Couldn't happen to a nicer couple - this kid is lucky to have the parents he got, and I'm sure they feel the same way about their new baby. I figured the baby would arrive while I was on vacation - Mom was really ripe when I left. The proud Dad was in the backyard, so I pumped him for all the scoop: 8 lbs., 8 oz.s, 10 fingers, 10 toes, full head of black hair - all sounds wonderful.
"What did you name him?"
"Noah"
Any coincidence that it has been pouring rain since his arrival? I don't think so.
