Another evening comes and I sit here trying to decide what to write about. Should I pick a current event and provide my own nickel analysis. You notice that I didn't say two cents, that is because I am worth the additional three cents and I'd hate to sell myself short.
I could write about my day and revert to using this solely as an online journal of the problems/challenges that Jack faces. If I did that I'd have to provide a short summary about the scare my eight week-old daughter gave us. She is ok and that is all there is to it. Nothing like your children to put the fear of G-d in you.
But, I am not sure if any of that is all that interesting or meaningful. So let this be another tribute to Seinfeld, a post about nothing at all.
"When you're in jail, a good friend will be trying to bail you out. A best friend will be in the cell next to you saying, 'Damn, that was fun'." — Groucho Marx
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What happened with your daughter????
I couldn't sleep last night because I kept listening to my 10 month old daughter coughing. I kept wanting to check on her, but I was afraid I would wake her up everytime I came in and put my hand on her chest to make sure she was breathing (when she wasn't coughing).
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