If I've seemed a little bit distracted and/or rushed lately there just might be a decent reason. Like...say...this one:
Yup, that's mine. Our very first...a boy. He was born Thursday night at 10:44 p.m. weighing in at 6 pounds, 14 ounces and 20 inches long.
I debated about getting a guaranteed mention in every Blazer-related website out there by naming him Kevin Nate Mike Mike Brian Antonio Jason Joe Dwight Kerry Henry Casey Deckard but my wife said the combination of those good looks and the barest mention of the name "Casey" would make him such a ladykiller it wouldn't be fair. Since we want him to grow up a gentleman we decided against making him link bait and just went with Derek.
I have to admit with some pride that the first thought I had (right after the obligatory "Whoa!") as he came into this world and was handed towards me was, "Man, that sucker has huge hands!" With some slight shame I'll admit my second thought was, "Hmmmm...that means he'd probably make a good point guard."
Mom is well and baby is nestled in my lap sleeping contentedly as I write this. Ahhhh...even at 5-11, probably soon to be 5-12, life is good.
Dangit Sergio, PASS ME THE ROCK!!!