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I think Steinbrenner is getting desperate, check out the Yankees’ latest acquisition:

All comments aside, I can’t believe people like this actually exist: [ Some Random Radio Station in NYC ] DJ: Hello ABC Radio, who’s calling? Caller: This is Jim, from New York City! DJ: Hello Jim, is there something you’d like to hear tonight? Jim: Yes, can I hear “Come on Eileen” by Dexy’s Midnight Runners? DJ: Great 80’s song, I [...]

It was on my way to work this morning that it hit me. Next Tuesday will mark the two month annivesary of our move out of Boston. It’s hard to believe that it’s already been this long. It feels like just yesterday we were making moving arrangements, saying goodbye to our boston.com friends, packing up [...]

For only the fourth or fifth time in my life, Cool Jesus was a co-babysitter last Saturday night.  I might be giving myself too much credit by calling myself a co-sitter, but hey, let me enjoy my resume-building moment.  Swedish Girl had committed to babysit on Saturday night and then, after realizing this would eat up our entire night, she sought and was granted permission for Cool Jesus to become her assistant.

I arrived at 6:30 pm, even before the parents' friends had come over for cocktails.  As Swedish Girl did her thing, I flipped through the newest issue of Life & Style (Britney chopped off all her hair!  Angelina and Brad are over!  Lindsay Lohan wants to settle down and have babies!).  The cocktail hour seemed to drag on and on, but once the grown-ups were gone, I was summoned downstairs to assume my co-sitting duties.  I was hoping to play some games with the twins - a boy and a girl not yet 3 years old - but all we got to do before their bedtime was watch a little bit of Charlotte's Web.  Then it was time for them to get ready for bed.  As they piled on top of Swedish Girl in the armchair, I donned a red, plastic firefighter helmet, sat on the floor, and enjoyed the stories (it's okay to be different, but I think Swedish Girl disagreed with the author's assertion that it is okay to eat in a car...something like that).

So, sadly my time with the twins was brief, but there was still one more client to go.  The baby (not yet 4 months old) had to be awoken, given his bottle, and bathed.  True, I mostly watched as these things were being done, but the important thing was that I was there as a trusty backup.  For instance, who else was going to jump into action to get those tissues when the baby spit up?  Who else was going to be right there on the spot to stop him from crying when he didn't like the water temperature the first time?  Who else was going to teach him to say, "Hi, my name is Ben.  It's nice to meet  you."  I swear he said, "Hi, I am..."

The night was uneventful, at least for me.  Swedish Girl might disagree, especially since she was on the receiving end of an icy glance from the mother when the mom was told that it took a long time for the baby to fall asleep.  I'm not sure I'm ready to go solo, but if you're looking for a trustworthy co-sitter, Cool Jesus is for hire.

nice… thanks for the feedback. when i said new music, i didn’t mean it had to be new releases, just new to the listener. i think that discovering old treasures is just as satisfying (ask captain larby - he loves discovering old treasure, especially pirate booty). angela: cage is hip hop. probably not your [...]

Last Friday, LTJ met me after work and we had our first explorations of Manhattan in the Soho area. We putzed around and stumbled onto a major Harry Potter event outside of the Scholastic store. People were lined up to get into this fenced off area, where they had all kinds of wizard shops from [...]

As you know, I get discouraged from time to time when my fellow drivers don’t show me the hand.  You can check out my original entry on this topic and you can probably expect more in the future.  I’ve noticed a disturbing trend of drivers not being courteous enough to give even a token hand [...]