Sorry, folks.













Got nothin'.

"No, seriously--Envoy Magazine is back."



Some unexpected good news--my much better half told me we got a copy of Envoy in the mail today. I'd had a subscription, but with the magazine's money woes, it "expired" prematurely.

Or so I thought. Turns out, someone else remembered that subscription. Looks like I can expect more issues.

Welcome back, Pat & Co.!

The latest pics of the new one.

Louis in profile.

Yes, the confirmation of manhood is right there for all the world to see.

His feet.

To my eyes, this was one of the rare ultrasounds which provide good detail.

Overheard in a Lone Star Steakhouse in Toledo, Ohio, yesterday evening.

"How can you call this a 'Lone Star' when you don't have any Texas beer?"

"Bonnie Prince Charlie was a lot sharper than most people give him credit for."

"I'll have another Heineken."

"The Jacobites and the Confederacy: you really have a thing for lost causes, don't you?"

"Except for the Palestinians."

"There are times when a Bud Light is a perfectly acceptable beer."

"His mama named him 'Cassius Clay,' right?"

"Rocky Marciano only accepted cash and only paid with cash."

"I'll have another Heineken."

"His real name was 'Rocco Marchegiano.'"

"'A Clockwork Orange' is a very moral film."

"Muhammad Ali got his showman's persona from watching Gorgeous George. He noticed that even though not everybody liked GG, his matches were always sold out."

"I'll have another Heineken."

"And so he declared all foods clean."

"I don't want to see a blond James Bond."

"You're not finishing your ribs? That's sacrilege!"

"A film featuring a scene where one guy pees on another was probably not the best way to introduce an aunt to French cinema."

"Five in five years. Yeah."

"I'll have another Heineken."

"Roger Moore was to James Bond what Basil Rathbone was to Sherlock Holmes."

"You look like Cameron Diaz."

"Sounds like the DirecTV guy was there a suspiciously long time."

"Don't call them 'Quebecois'--gives them more respect than they deserve."

"They found the marijuana in stuffed in single-serving kids' cereal boxes, and the boxes professionally wrapped in cellophane.

"I'll have another Heineken."

[Many thanks to the roundtable participants. A good time was had by all.]

It's a boy!

The ultrasound went well--no problems noted, and Heather's blood work confirmed good health as well. So, sometime in late December, we will be welcoming Louis George Price into the world. Named for his maternal grandfather, Louis already has one ecstatic fan--his big brother. Dale's delighted to see a long-overdue redress of the estrogen imbalance in the household.

Prayer requests.

My sister-in-law (Doug's wife) is having health problems and will be undergoing a series tests. Prayers for her health and the peace of mind of all of her family (us included) and friends is much appreciated.

Today is THE ultrasound. Because Heather is considered a "high risk" pregnancy, the whole process will take two hours. I don't know if it's one of those 4D uber-sounds, but I have my doubts. Heather is very nervous and hasn't been sleeping particularly well, so prayers/thoughts are also appreciated here.

Where do your loyalties lie?

Strange Maps has the US and Canada political map broken down into MLB nations. The unobstructed version is here. Pretty good as far as the Tigers go (it properly includes Toledo), but I'd shove the line into western Ontario, too. Not as far as I'd go for hockey, but definitely including all the Ontario counties on the border.

Fans of other teams are welcome to chime in.

While gazing cautiously at my cell phone...

"It's a little like hearing Heather say it was 99% likely she wouldn't attempt to maim me while I slept."

The reassurance lacks that certain je nais sais quoi.

An absolute disgrace.

That's the only way to describe what's happening to Prof. Steven Safranek at the Ave Maria School of Law.

Details here and here.

Full disclosure: I was a student at the University of Detroit School of Law when the three signatories and Prof. Safranek were professors at that institution. Professors Murphy and Falvey were my Torts and Trial Practice professors, respectively, and exacting ones at that. Ironically enough, Bernard Dobranski was also Dean during part of that time, and his departure was a blow to the school.

Obviously, I don't have all the details, but from what I know of the persons involved and the dreadful treatment of professors at AMSoL (Charles Rice) who don't get with the Florida program, I'm siding with the professors.

That, and there's nothing remotely Catholic about tearing away the livelihood of a husband and father of seven. Few of the people I have criticized on this blog have done anything remotely as rancid. When a public face of "orthodox" [sic] Catholicism does things like this, no wonder people flinch away from it. And rightfully so.

Prayer request.

For an expectant mother in Heather's homeschooling group.

Thanks.

"Is it haunted?!"

My reaction to learning from our neighbor Shelly that a two bedroom house a half a block away is being offered for $29,000. Comes with garage and double-sized lot. Looks OK from the outside, albeit a little old and set on a slab.

No, I haven't misplaced a decimal nor have I transposed a number.

$29,000.

Seven years ago, you could have gotten $35,000 if the property were on fire and/or sporting a sewage geyser.

Michigan: Going Straight to Hell Faster Than Any Other State in the Union--and There's Not a Damn Thing Anyone Can Do About It!

OK--now back to my busy silent running mode.