The family and I went to Reno this past weekend to go to a Wolfpack game. We won. It was nice. I remember when I was going to school there (1994-1998) we did not loose a home game for the first three years. That last year we lost about half of our home games. It was a bummer. Honestly though, I really go for the tailgating. Beer. BBQ. Booze. It is great. Although, I cannot eat nor drink as much any more, which takes the fun out of it a bit. Oh well.
Did you know that Ella Fitzgerald died? It was about eleven years ago, but there is a reason for bringing it up. My oldest daughter, Noelle, loves to sing. She is quite good at it too. Both Casey and I are musicians and she got the gene. One of her favorite songs is A Tisket a Tasket. Today at school (kindergarten) she was out on the playground and her teacher found her praying because Ella had died. Funny stuff. Not that the fact that a great jazz singer passed away, or that my daughter prays at recess, but the fact that she is only five and really digs a great jazz singer. I really like being a father.
Here is what Noelle looks like:
And here she is as a Simpsons character:
On Fridays I am going to do a photo log.
And so it goes