The more things change...

Any OSU alumnus will attest to a few certain truths that only we fully understand. Not the east of these is the awesome utility of the "Joe's cup."

These noble, 16 ounce, plastic vessels begin life transporting beer, cola or iced tea to the parched lips of young Cowboys. But much like their utilitarian cousins, duct tape and baling wire, they find the journey has only begun. Most Joe's cup find work as tupperware, pen holders, Christmas tree decorations, and so much more.

My personal collection peaked at around 75 cups several years ago. Even today, having pared things down to accomidate shelf space for my wife, I retain an active rotation of 24 cups. These qualify as "company quality" in our home.

And still I am amazed. I thought I had found every reasonable use for a Joe's cup, short of inter-planetary travel...

And then Tucker taught me a new one. A Joe's cup for a bottle warmer. BRILLIANT! All hail the Joe's cup.

And so it begins...

My son was born 11 days ago. He is perfect and healthy in every way.

It took less than a day for one important revelation to hit me: This blog will NOT be about the things I learn in this journey. Instead, it WILL be about the things the boy teaches me. Those lessons have begun.

I will at some point have some thoughts to share on birth and the process and the horror/wonder of it all. But I'm not yet there. Not at all ready yet.

So for now...

BPA