Well, there are few things in this life as exciting as being right there, less than a block away from the action as a torrent of fire, smoke and explosions launch into the night sky in a dazzling array of colors and large boomy sounds! Unless, of course, that totally awesome display of fireworks is being launched about five doors away (as the crow flies) in the nearby mall parking lot, and that display is occurring on Dec. 30th, not the 31st/1st of Jan. I'll admit, I was as giddy as a schoolboy, listening to the windows rattle and the doors shake with each concussive blast, as the cats skittered all about the house trying to find respite from the confusion. But, I'm a bit touched in the head at times. My wife... she was not as giddy. In fact, she was more than a wee bit upset. I don't blame her, actually. If I was in my right mind, I'd be upset. Who's idea was it, after all, to launch that holiday barrage so close to houses, and sleeping children? Also, on Saturday, instead of Sunday? Technically, the second it hit Midnight, it became Sunday... sooo... it wasn't to avoid launching them on the sabbath. Besides, I honestly feel (please advert eyes if you fear blasphemy) that the good Lord has no problems with the occasional fireworks display on the Sabbath. I mean, honestly, how often does New Year's Eve fall on Sunday? Once every 10 years or so? I can understand the Rose Parade being looked down up on a bit more than someone setting the trigger off on some noise makers, but that's me.
Truth be told, I don't think it was really a "New Year Celebration". I think it was the Mall celebrating surviving another Christmas shopping season. Any one that's worked in retail during the Holiday season can attest to the fact that it is near miracle that the stores don't implode, burn down, or become exhibition WWE pro-wrestling events.
So, I have made one determination. I am going to start a series in the New Year. I just need to work on what I actually want to write. I think I am going to just have some fun with writing an actual story. That or I'm going to make an official d20 review page, where I give my unabashed, unwarranted, and unneeded opinion of the most recent d20 products that I'm able to get my hands on. So, here I was, considering putting the matter up for vote.
If you're interested in me actually trying to put a story series together on this (or a linked) blog, let me know. If not, I may still attempt it, things permitting.
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1/23/06
Okay, So I started this at the beginning of the year, and here it is almost over and I'm still working on this post. Not a good omen for the story idea, huh? But here's the news.
I am finally an Uncle. Being "Daddy" is still going to have to wait, but my wife and I are Aunt and Uncle to a real live niece! I'm so excited! Gracie Irene Daley was born Sunday night, and apparently she was in a hurry to get here. She was a week early, and once things got going, she just popped right out and said "Hello" to the world. My brother Ryan and his wife, Rachel, are going to be great parents, and I think I'm going to end up being that "weird uncle" that comes to the house and Dad tries to keep you away, because he promotes rebellion and gives you all the good stories about your dad. Hehehehe....
I really am very excited about this opportunity to be an uncle. Just can't wait until given the chance to baby sit. Unfortunately, Ang has already put the kibosh on me buying the little micronian her first stuffed Chuthulu. Shuckadarn.
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