Hey, kids! I have an unconfirmed report that their may be a new Shaw child amongst our greater family unit. If so, welcome to the world, little Shaw!
(The scoop is that I ran into the lovely and talented Karen Skowronski- wife of Mono E guitarist Frank Skowronski- at the courthouse as she was serving her jury duty, and she informed me that she and Frank had received an email saying that Jen gave birth to a baby girl after like 30+ hours of labor. I, personally, have received no word from the Shaws, email or otherwise, so this whole thing could just turn out to be another elaborate Skowronski family hoax. Nonetheless, I choose to tentatively welcome the Shaw child, assuming she has, in fact, entered our consensual reality.)
I have no news to eclipse the birth of a Shaw kid. I've been working my butt off in and out of court. Last night I got home at eight, watched an epsiode of The Deadliest Catch, a show about the apparently very dangerous crab fishing industry in Alaska (this is only like the second episode, and a boat has already sank, drowning five people, and another fisherman was washed overboard and drowned off a second boat).
I ate some mac and cheese, took the three legged wonderdog for a hop around the block, and went to sleep.
Congrats and good wishes, Shaws. And for the littlest Shaw- Welcome to the world. Hope you enjoy the ride. My words of advice are to listen to one of history's greates gurus, Mick Jagger.
"You can't always get what you want, but if you try sometimes, you just might find you get what you need..."
Peace, little one.