This could be very dangerous...

In what can only be described as a monumental upset the likes of which have not been seen since the Miracle on Ice, I have learned how to post on the blog. Not only that, but I actually went out and bought myself a digital camera since I'm not allowed to touch Jen's (and quantum physics wasn't a requirement for my Economics degree). Don't worry, we have the same agreement about my receiver.

What does this mean? Well, it means that I can no longer shirk my duties of keeping it updated for my side of things. So you'll see more pictures of my clan. So in the words of The Joker, and here... we... go...

This means one beautiful and classy Grandmoms (aka Nanny Mary Pat)... one dapper looking high roller (aka Uncle Marko)...



one occassionally scruffy, MLB baseball draft savant (aka Uncle Mikey)...



and one surgically repaired bionic American Ranger, Grandpops (aka Pops)...



And the common thread (aside from our last name)? They all love Baby Elizabeh Rose very, very much. She is commonly referred to on my side as BER (thank Pops for that one :), so if you see references to BER, that would be Baby Elizabeth Rose.

Unfortunately I have neither the writing talent of Miss Elizabeth, nor the photography talent of her pretty Mom, but I have a dogged persistance to find cute pictures of Miss Elizabeth that can be spontaneously taken on my phone.

For instance...HOW DARE YOU SHINE THAT LIGHT ON ME WHILST I WORK IN MY OFFICE?

or...
I am so pleased to be at Best Buy that I need my own seat for better viewing! (this is my little girl here...)

or... my favorite picture ever taken, posted for posterity's sake everywhere I've ever been...
...me and my little Angel when she was two days old.

I'll be back dating a lot of posts to try and play catch up with all my pictures, and I promise they won't all be marathons like this post. But intros are important, much like a pure 1080p signal and TrueHD sound.

Matt