A badge imprisoned in a video file the idiot running this blog can't extract and code correctly. I should have my partner run him in, but he's so pitiful that I guess we can let him go.
Translation: I've got some old "Dragnet" episodes from the early fifties, long before Jack Webb became craggy-faced. Shoot, I'll say it: Jack Webb was a handsome man. And the show was different from later years, too. More of a film noir kinda thing, although not really. Just different, and good.
In the meantime, would it appease you if I posted a picture of another handsome feller?
Okay, here he is. And I know that you're not going to believe it, but he's standing up on his own two legs, and can even walk forward and backward! Just take a look and see.
Wait. It just occurred to me that you might want to see the other new feller, Jacob, instead of Humphrey the dog. Okay, I can handle that, too.
Here's one with his grizzled, bumfuzzled and sleep-deprived dad, earnestly wishing there where a convenient mask or paper bag around.
And this one:
"Put me in, Coach! I'm ready! Grrrrrr!
At first, we feared an alien facehugger had attached to him, but turns out, it's something called a Soothie pacifier. Even if it does make him look like he's about to join Peter Frampton in some "Do You Feel Like We Do."
Aunt Ginger dropped by.
Now, if we could just mount a flat-screen on the ceiling, I could do this all day. "Deadliest Catch," "Dirty Jobs," old "Dragnet" reruns...I'd be set!
Some of the established pack members check out the newest, hairless, kinda funny-looking member.
And finally, a really, really, really tired daddy, a daddy not up on nursery rhymes and lullabies, resorts to the only vocal soothing he knows: Drive-by Truckers and Robert Earl Keen songs. I'm not kidding. I picked out the more droning kinds of songs, the ones I didn't have to really sing on, let him lay on me so he could feel the vibrations, and it helped calm him down. (The t-shirt was just coincidence.)
Second picture cracked me up. Babies get the funniest facial expressions. XD
Posted by: Lois | September 10, 2008 at 11:10 PM
Lexicat and Cynic, thanks for the kind words. And I'll go ahead and say what's on everybody's mind: Yes, it is a good thing he takes after his mother. I was praying for that.
And Jenny, I can't believe you even suggested such a thing. I may have to call the authorities on you, because I'm pretty sure subjecting a child to a Satan's Salad is child abuse. For shame!
Posted by: Jim Dunn | July 15, 2008 at 10:09 PM
Your baby is so cute!
Posted by: Lexicat | July 15, 2008 at 02:29 PM
Just make him a big helping of some Satan's Salad. That will shut him up. Yeah, I know he can't actually eat it, but just looking at it, he will know it is something to be feared.
Actually, maybe that would make him scream LOUDER ...
Posted by: Jenny | July 13, 2008 at 10:10 AM
Awww! What a sweet looking little guy!
So... is there any retro goodness in his nursery? Inquiring minds want to know...
Good to see that you're still alive and kicking, and even getting in a nap here and there. Enjoy!!
Posted by: Cynic | July 12, 2008 at 11:01 AM