I Love the 70's

I want to clarify, this is the 1970's that I'm referring to..not, let's say, the 1570's. I'd be wanting to talk about guys like Murad III of the Ottoman Empire(pictured to the right) (or as Jerry Seinfeld referenced the era when people were obsessed with propping up their feet).

Albeit I was a grade-school kid in the 1970's, I look back and love things about it.  This is probably why I loved the brilliant (now cancelled) show Life on Mars.  You know the story.  Detective Sam Tyler was hit by a car in 2008, and woke up in 1973.  He wasn't sure how he got there or why he was there--but he met Annie Norris, and he would have been a fool to break up with her (back in 1973, apparently 'breaking up' with someone was code for going to the year 2008).  I also have affinity for this show, because it aired at the same time my son was born.  Sam Tyler was nicknamed "2B" by his neighbor Windy, and Scotty was named "2B" by me (the post-it note bearing the apartment number is still on my son's door.  :)  )

The point of all this-- if you can manage to have a kid at the same time of the airing of a show regarding an era that you love, then you've got it made in the shade.  It's science.  Baby Steps....Daddy Steps.

This blog must be new/My alarm clock must be old.

So I started this blog today.  I've never blogged before, so this is all new to me.  The closest I come to being on the cutting edge of technology is the fact I own a clock radio.  A real one, with numbers that flip when a minute changes.  I will go digital one day--as soon as I find my new digital watch (pictured above--but I need the real thing--not a pic).

As a matter of introduction, I'm a dad, and love being one. I'm also a husband--and my wife loves me (on paper).

Here's a recent pic:

oh wait..that's former WWF wrestler Nicolai Volkoff.

Here's a pic:

That's all for now, because I don't have anything profound to say (not that I did to begin with). I hope you enjoy this blog. It's my goal to make this the best and most popular blog in the entire world. Baby steps....Daddy steps.