In which sg gets bitten and Bob Dole's "Bridge to the Past" is completed at last.

So somebody bit my baby. Judging from the teeth marks, it was probably a pygmy, or perhaps a medium monkey. (Sorry for the crappy picture - didn't have the flash handy, and already felt cruel for taking the picture in the first place.)

So I was thinking I'd post some photos from Februaries past. I have some Munch Eagle posts that need writing up, but that probably won't happen until the weekend. So this is like one of those flashback montage episodes of sitcoms where they spend 30 minutes using some flimsy "plot" as an excuse for a bunch of flashbacks. Except we have no plot.

February 2005: AT and I go for a nice relaxing weekend in Asheville.

February 2006: We have this sort of new puppy.

February 2007: We have this sort of new kid.

Also, you know, this website existed last February, so, if you were so inclined, you could go read about the shitty diaper to end all shitty diapers, or go look at a few other pictures or read about some stuff or listen to some stuff (all very compelling, I know) here.