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I’m going to be good.  I have a child due in a few days and the least I could do is start actually keeping up with something.  If I can’t do this on a regular basis for a few minutes a night, how can I expect to actually oh horror of horrors, care for a child.  Granted, I could be doing something important like laundry or dishes, but they’ll still get done…. Anyway, for the uninitiated, I am going to be a daddy.  If you follow certain theological principles I’ve been a daddy for sometime.  But now it comes to the wire.  There’s been an official due date set, the doctor has ordered induction and we’re properly freaking out due to materiel shortages.  And then there’s the whole, “HOLY CRAP WE’RE GOING TO HAVE A CHILD”  That’s a heck of a trip.  Okay, I have absolutely no idea what to put in here except we’re code naming the kid Geekbaby and he already has a set of scrubs thanks to a buddy of ours.  Be a doctor baby.  Be a doctor.  More news at 11