Tuesday, March 17, 2009

Well, I'll be darned.

Just as I'm finally recovering from my baby-related work stoppage to put together my year-end self-assessment, I get tabbed to do an all-star girls' game on Sunday. The best kids in the county going against each other in a post-State showcase. It mostly looks like it's fun--a 3-point contest at halftime, plus a boys' dunk contest--and in past years, a quick Google search tells me, scores have been very high. But still, my assignor picked me to do the game. I have to take that as a very good sign.

Officials get in free. So I can count on many people telling me how they would have done better. But I suspect my assignor wants to see me run with the creme-de-la-creme under non-pressure conditions before seeing if he can put me on big games next year (including, perhaps, the playoff list?). So I will dust off the shoes and de-gunk the whistle for one more time up the floor.

Tuesday, March 10, 2009

By popular demand...

...well, because Massref asked, anyway...

meet the boy. Born two weeks ago. Healthy as all get-out and growing like a weed. Mom, son, and dad are all doing fine--as well as we can while sleeping in 2-3 hour chunks.

Baby was, like all babies, legally blind at birth. He now has really good eyes. Of course, this rules out his ever becoming an official.

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