Pan o Palo


I Almost Forgot…
June 30, 2009, 7:55 pm
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So, it (finally) looks like we’ve got a second Senator here.  Congratulations to Sen.-Elect Franken.  Good riddance to WATB Norm Coleman.  While I won’t put anything past this political epitome of a bottom feeder, I sincerely hope that he’s seen the light and stays away from Minnesota politics for the rest of his days.

I’m sure that I mentioned it at my old blog (and in my old blogging personae), but I was never a big Franken fan.  I’m not huge on celebrity candidates, and thought he ran a shitty campaign (testament to how terrible Coleman’s campaign was, BTW).  I was prepared for him to lose and to watch ol’ Norm get his ass handed to him on a regular basis.  So, I think “pleasantly surprised” best describes his dinky lead after phase 1 of the recount was over.

I also thought that Coleman couldn’t have picked worse lawyers.  His rationale for continuing seemingly changed by the day.  But nobody said that stupid people aren’t entitled to due process, and to that end, Secretary of State Mark Ritchie really needs to be commended.  This, how ever long, is how the process is suppose to play out.

Now with the election certificate signed by the governor and SoS, it’s all over but the swearing in.  My past mushiness towards Franken is moot, and I recognize that it’s time to start pushing and working with him on things like health care, EFCA, jobs, and demilitarization.

And a great big thank you to organizations like MinnPost, The Uptake, and all of the individual bloggers out there for their great work during this process.  Don’t go away!

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I’m Gonna Go Bill Cosby On Your Ass!
June 19, 2009, 6:07 pm
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This Sunday, as most know, is Father’s Day.  And as a lot of you know, I’m an expecting father.  Right now, my wife is in her 20th week of pregnancy and has a pronounced “baby bump”.  We found out last week that the fetus is likely a shetus.  Our hunches were correct.

My wife and I had a back and forth on whether or not we should celebrate Mother’s and Father’s Day.  I didn’t get anything for her, but she got something for me.

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It’s a very sweet gift; and I love my wife for thinking of me when there’s no outward evidence of me being a Papa.  Though, admittedly, I’m still pretty weirded out by the whold thing.  I keep telling her that it won’t seem real until there’s some physical evidence.  Now that there is, I’m finding other things to shake my head about.

I’m now resigned to my new role.  I’ve been working on things like patience and self-control in order to make the transition from doofus to daddy as painless as possible (I know there’s only so much I can do).  I also recognize that there’s just gonna be so many things that I cannot prepare for…and that’s fine.  It’s just a weird purgatory (to indulge in hyperbole for a second) to be stuck in.

I guess the point of this all is: I’m ready to not be ready.  I’m ready to be stuck, to be overjoyed, to experience all of the manic swings that every parent before me has experienced.  Getting things like a shirt that our daughter will outgrow in mere weeks only makes me more excited for October 30th.