I can't seem to make a deal...

...but I can make people. Boy people, in fact.

That's right--the number one reason for me getting into this business, the little spark that started the fire, the (now) 11 ounce being who almost single-handedly changed my career arc...is a boy. I found out about an hour-and-a-half ago. Y'all know before my family even knows. That's the kind of service we provide here at Flipping Insanity...

"It's a common little miracle, I know," goes a certain country song, but for the moment, I'll indulge a few thoughts about being a manly progenitor of men, of virtuous, wise, (kingly?) men. (I happen to be working my way through the Lord of the Rings right now, so my testosterone levels may be off the charts. You are warned.) I am a father, and I have a son. I will teach him everything I know.

Which means I'll have to figure out what to talk about after about three hours of his life...

Anyway, thank you God.

Obligatory note: If he had been a girl, I would have been equally, but differently, excited. So quit calling me, Gloria Steinem. But I would have also issued a warning to all the young boys and babies who might be eligible to date my daughter in about 20 years...