Changes
Sorry for ignoring the old blog, but I've has some changes recently. I was staying home with the baby for the past six months, but last month I went back to the old kind of work. The kind where I essentially count money and various other things for a company that I don't own. I started a new job last month at a company near here that makes plastics, or some kind of stuff...I'm still trying to figure it out. They buy stuff, turn it into something else and they sell it for a profit. A typical business model.

I'm actually going to Germany this weekend to visit one of the other plants, which will be my first trip over the pond. In my 37 and half years I haven't made that trip, not for lack of interest, but more related to a dislike of long trips and and plenty of other locations that are closer that I'd rather visit. I'm looking forward to being there, but not getting there. The 8 hour flight is more time in the air than I am used to, and I can't upgrade because I have to fly Delta. Oh well.

Here is a cute pic:

XLI
Things got off to a great start thanks to Devin Hester, but it just wasn't meant to be. By the middle of the second quarter, I started to have a bad feeling about this. The Colts offense was on the field too much and the Bears defense wasn't really stopping them. It's easy to blame Rex Grossman, and believe me I do, but it wasn't all his doing. First of all, what coach would build a team around a quarterback named Rex Grossman. But anyway, there's plenty of blame to go around.

Again, like I mentioned earlier, since I haven't emotionally invested much in this team, this loss, while unfortunate, disappointing and slightly infuriating, doesn't mean much to me in the vast scheme of things. I lost a bet and have to cook a new menu dinner for my wife, who bet on the Colts. That's about it. But I think back to Super Bowl XX and how important that was to me. If the 1985 Bears had lost, I can't imagine how disappointed I would have been. My life would have been totally different. I probably would have dropped out of school and turned to a life of crime. Who knows where I would be now? Thank you Walter Payton, Jim McMahon, Mike Singletary, Mike Ditka and the rest of the 1985 Bears for making me who I am today.

Crawling
Zoey just figured out the forward gear today. Time to start baby-proofing everything.

Boston Police
According to this article the authorities in Boston are still pretty upset about wasting every one's time yesterday. I got a kick out of this line from the article:

"Officials have vowed to hold responsible Turner Broadcasting Inc., the parent company of the Cartoon Network, which airs the series about a talking milkshake, a box of fries and a meatball."

Sounds intriguing.