Techno Reggae Baby
When Clara tells her college buddies what she knows of her birth event, our modern technical contraptions will probably sound silly to them. Those kids may laugh at us back in future world but I laugh now.
First of all Clara, your timing was impeccable. The sort of timing you'll need to follow in the footsteps of your birth mate.
Humor has to be in the expense of somebody and in your case it looks like poppa is donor one. Way to catch me off guard by arriving on the very edge of mature birth at 3 AM, an hour and a half after a beer soaked band practice, the second week of 10 hour work shifts, in the middle of January. The first hour of your little birth adventure found me nauseous and unfit.
Fortunately there wasn't much for poppa to do during those first hours (save from sleeping it off...oh,and save from risking your mother's life - and yours - by driving you to Rush Medical Center an hour and a half after a beer soaked band practice).
Second we have given you many examples to help you point out the hilarious communication hurdles we jumped through back in 2008. We gave you the cell phone, the lan line, the google chat, the AOL Instant messenger, the webcam and something we called music and which you now call olde timey music. Keep in mind the laughy laugh laugh mask had not yet been invented.
Yes, even I think it's funny to imagine me going back and forth from rubbing mom's leg to delivering the L&D room news to your growing internet chat fan base. Us all squeezing into the web cam frame so that Oma Sweeney could see the new family on her laptop.
The songs and lyrics we thought of in the chat room were funny - "Push it Real Good," "Sucking on my titty like you want some."
Hey but that Horace Andy Pandora station wasn't funny. It was mellow, girl. Made labor irie.
I've saved those chat sessions for your scrapbook as well as all the emails you received. I printed them too because who knows if you'd ever bother to rig one of these contraptions to view these things in their native habitat.
Here's one from Willis rocker E Hawkins you'll probably need help to appreciate:
Girl,
Joan Baez may not be funny (she may be boring). But she was good enough for Judas Priest to cover. She's your birth mate. So is Jimmy Page -still the number one seller I'm sure (that's boring too, I know).
Alright. Let's get some rest. And Don't worry. I'll save your first blog (Your second one too).
Love, Poppa
Song
Wiley - Baby Girl
First of all Clara, your timing was impeccable. The sort of timing you'll need to follow in the footsteps of your birth mate.
Humor has to be in the expense of somebody and in your case it looks like poppa is donor one. Way to catch me off guard by arriving on the very edge of mature birth at 3 AM, an hour and a half after a beer soaked band practice, the second week of 10 hour work shifts, in the middle of January. The first hour of your little birth adventure found me nauseous and unfit.
Fortunately there wasn't much for poppa to do during those first hours (save from sleeping it off...oh,and save from risking your mother's life - and yours - by driving you to Rush Medical Center an hour and a half after a beer soaked band practice).
Second we have given you many examples to help you point out the hilarious communication hurdles we jumped through back in 2008. We gave you the cell phone, the lan line, the google chat, the AOL Instant messenger, the webcam and something we called music and which you now call olde timey music. Keep in mind the laughy laugh laugh mask had not yet been invented.
Yes, even I think it's funny to imagine me going back and forth from rubbing mom's leg to delivering the L&D room news to your growing internet chat fan base. Us all squeezing into the web cam frame so that Oma Sweeney could see the new family on her laptop.
The songs and lyrics we thought of in the chat room were funny - "Push it Real Good," "Sucking on my titty like you want some."
Hey but that Horace Andy Pandora station wasn't funny. It was mellow, girl. Made labor irie.
I've saved those chat sessions for your scrapbook as well as all the emails you received. I printed them too because who knows if you'd ever bother to rig one of these contraptions to view these things in their native habitat.
Here's one from Willis rocker E Hawkins you'll probably need help to appreciate:
yeah!!!!!!
new dads rock.
well, ...in your case new dads double rock!
because you already rock. and then add the new dad rock.
great job mom too!!! i know she did MOST of the work. but, i'm sure
rocked in the delivery room!!!! woohoo!
and what a rockin name for a hospital!
i bet she was exactly 21.12 inches long.
i bet theres a doctor 'tom sawyer' in that hospital.
i bet they use 'fly by night' ambulance service.
i bet they have a musak version of 'bytor and the snow dog' in their
elevators!
big hugs for little packages,
ehaw
new dads rock.
well, ...in your case new dads double rock!
because you already rock. and then add the new dad rock.
great job mom too!!! i know she did MOST of the work. but, i'm sure
rocked in the delivery room!!!! woohoo!
and what a rockin name for a hospital!
i bet she was exactly 21.12 inches long.
i bet theres a doctor 'tom sawyer' in that hospital.
i bet they use 'fly by night' ambulance service.
i bet they have a musak version of 'bytor and the snow dog' in their
elevators!
big hugs for little packages,
ehaw
Girl,
Joan Baez may not be funny (she may be boring). But she was good enough for Judas Priest to cover. She's your birth mate. So is Jimmy Page -still the number one seller I'm sure (that's boring too, I know).
Alright. Let's get some rest. And Don't worry. I'll save your first blog (Your second one too).
Love, Poppa
Song
Wiley - Baby Girl
7 Comments:
Congats again good sir. Lovely blog and the e-mail with all the bad Rush references - brilliant!
Happy birthday, Clara! You are 0! Hope you enjoy your first year with your new parents - they are good peeps.
Also,
A. J. McLean
Sean Lennon
Nick Lachey
Tre Cool
Big Punisher
P. J. Harvey
Jakob Dylan
Dave Matthews
Sharon Osbourne
Crystal Gayle
David Johansen
Bill Cowsill
and
Les Paul
Congratulations again!
Here's hoping Clara, like her birth mate Big Pun, is not a player, but simply crushes a lot.
Wow I didn't know about all those guys.
Big P - Puerto Rican connection. This time last year I sent my brother a giant Big P T-shirt. It looked funny on his skinny ass. But now that Chrish is eating fat on those oil rigs he's catching up to the Punisher.
Congratulations on joining the parenting army! I look forward to meeting Clara next time through. (And seeing you guys again, of course ...)
I hope you guys have a peaceful and healthy first year, and that all of the rest of your years as a family are the same. And I hope my gorey and crass advice came in handy. It's not much fun trying to crap through sutures.... My daughter was born when the Tsunami wiped out Thailand in 2004. I remember feeling so strange about viewing that devastation as a parent instead of my usual self. When you become a mother, your life as you knew it is over and in it's place is something very different. I wish you and your baby's momma all the best in striking a balance between having and not having. Don't hate the non-parents too much.
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