Thank God I had a normal name

Yes, yes, I know it’s been like a month since I posted anything, but I do have a good excuse. First of all, my last post was like a 40 page road trip entry, so you have nothing to complain about. But secondly… and I know my wife if going to kill me for saying “secondly”… I became a dad again. On Christmas in fact. Yes that’s right, we became one of those families. I will post the whole story with all the gory details in good time, but suffice it to say, Jesse Brian Hodges entered the world on Christmas morning healthy and happy and amidst a lot of screaming on the part of his mother.

And already my mind has gone to the “that’s just so weird” camp. It took me a long time to come to grips with the fact that I could even be a dad the first time around with Allison. Like, that was just so weird. But what was even weirder to me was the fact that we named her Allison… and nobody questioned it. I wrote a whole humor column about it. Well this time, it’s kind of the same thing. Right now it is just so weird that Jesse’s middle name is Brian. Does anybody else realize that that’s my name? I know that like 90 percent of the human race does just that same thing, but man… it’s just so… weird! Like I just gave another living human being my own name. I know he’ll never be called by it except when he graduates from school or when he’s been really really naughty. But as if giving him my last name wasn’t enough, I had go and to brand him with my first name as well. Seriously, giving your son your own name is only something old guys do… you know, guys your dad’s age and stuff. Weird.

Anyway, now that that’s all out in the open, I can finally return to writing my usual dumb blogs about patently unimportant stuff that at least 7 people per day seem to be reading if my webstats are anything to go by.