Random pithy inconsequential musings.
Okay, and probably still some drama.
Wednesday, April 25, 2007
Tonight I visited with my work pal Bob Cordell, his wife Jill, his mother in law and their eight day old baby, Zoe. Eight days. The baby weighs something like 7 pounds 3 ounces. That's less than my cat. The other funny thing I learned is that Rod, a guy both Bob and I have worked for, just got a dog and decided to call it Zoe. I want to make some "great minds" comment but won't give Bob or Rod the satisfaction.