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  08.09.01
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If you could sell sleep, I'd be the first
in line -- a pillow in one hand and a wallet
in the other.
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Site news: "New Technology"
You might have noticed that if you
clicked
the first two thumbnail pictures above
you
were taken to a moving, panoramic scene,
as opposed to the usual static photo.
Pretty
cool,eh?
With my new "pixaround" software
I plan to make a gallery of 3D 'Mike's-Tokyo-life
scenes', and also to post them occasionally
here on the Hunkabutta toppage.
Also, the baby pictures gallery is still
in the works, so to all you eager family
members, be patient.
 08.06.01
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Well, things are sort of starting to
get
back to normal, in a 'mental-headspace'
kind
of way. Karen and I are still not getting
much sleep, but Jack is kind enough
to sleep
more in the evening than he does in
the day,
so Karen and I can still maintain the
semblance
of a normal sleep pattern.
The good news is that Karen's sister, Julie,
is coming all the way from Canada to help
out. I think that that's awfully kind of
her. And the best part about having a guest
who has come to help out with the baby is
that you don't have to get the house all
tidy before they arrive. I mean, that's why
they're there in the first place right, to
"help out". As a matter of fact,
Karen and I haven't washed any dishes or
done any laundry in over a week, just in
anticipation of her arrival!(...just kidding
Julie).
 08.03.01
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So far I have gotten one week of successful
parenting behind me -- only 18 more years
to go. I feel so grown up.
Hopefully this weekend I'll get a chance
to work on the new 'Birth and Baby
Picture'
gallery.
By the way, did I tell you that I have the
most beautiful baby in the world?
 07.31.01
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Babies are great, really: hours of entertainment.
We've already saved a fortune on movie rentals.
However, it's a real challenge trying to
do everything just right so that they don't
cry -- I'll do anything to avoid hearing
that dreaded wail of preverbal discontent.
As I carry Jack around the house, or check
his diapers, or just snatch him up when I
see the first furrow-browed look of grumpiness
pass across his face, I am reminded of an
old game I had as a child: Operation.
Do you remember that game? It was really
nerve wracking. You played the doctor with
these little tweezers connected to a battery.
You were supposed to try and remove your
patient's bones, but if you slipped and your
tweezers touched the edge of the 'bone hole'
a terrible buzzer would sound and your patient's
nose would turn into a flashing red light
-- You just killed your patient and lost
your turn. Well, Jack's wail is like that
buzzer, and keeping him content is 'not touching
the edge of the bone hole'.
To be honest, I never really cared much for
children before, they always kind of reminded
me of retarded adults. However, I've discovered
that there is a world of difference between
your own children and other people's children.
Simply put, your children are beautiful and
great, and other people's children are flawed,
annoying versions of their parents. Don't
ask me why this is so, it just is. I think
it's written in the Bible somewhere.
Anyway, the fun continues, and I think
that
it's only going to get better. I can't
wait
to teach him banjo! Maybe next week.
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Site News:
I'm a little bit worried that because of
my enthusiasm for being a new father I'll
inadvertently let hunkabutta evolve into
one big, gratuitous baby picture site. Consequently,
I've decided to make a baby picture gallery
page. That way, grandparents and other people
eager to see new baby pics can have their
fill, and others, wise enough to know that
'other peoples babies' are not especially
interesting, can avoid the baby pics and
enjoy the usual hunkabutta fare of Tokyo
life scenes. I'll let you know when this
new gallery is up and running.
By the way, have you checked out the other
new hunkabutta photo galleries lately?
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