The Times

My television room is no longer mine. It is official. It is being converted into a nursery for our first child, and my nice comfy cadeira de papai is already in our much less comfortable bedroom. That is, there is not enough space in there for it. So, my life is different already. All of the jungle, scary mask type decorations are off the walls and shelves to make room for more baby friendly smiley plush toys and friendly looking dangerous animals like lions and zebras. I like them. They are all smiling. It's really nice and I think it will be a cozy happy place for my child (which we have another chance to find out the sex tomorrow).

I am saddened again by the sensless violence that occurs in my homeland. The last time I remember such a tragedy is when I was considering moving to Abilene, TX for college, and the violence occurred in a high school, and now, I am out of college and the violence occurred at a university. I don't know what to make of this.