Evil.

You can thank me later:

I can make out is tannenbaum.

...here's the A team:

album shortly after we got married.



Like cowbell, you can never have enough steel guitar for the holidays.

For what it's worth, it's not Christmas for me until I hear the dogs barking and grandma getting run over by a reindeer.

One summer's evening I stood in the moonlight beneath her window and sang this song exactly like this.

She's never been the same since.

Some might consider the musical offerings of Mr. Whitman a bit too stuffy for their tastes.

Dogs get quite excited when they hear me sing that song, too.

I'd say it's a howling success.

But my son and daughter were intellectually nourished in the crib by the musical stylings of the world-renowned pan flutist, Zamfir.



Surely, you've encountered him in your travels.

Since we're talking about the greats, who can forget this great one?

Evil.

The wife and I may have been overserved last night. Something about Friday night at home when you have a kid and you've been working your ass off lately will do that. But, we're having a Christmas party tonight and have a lot to do, so first things first: off to the store for mimosa ingredients before we start baking and icing cookies, cooking, cleaning, and what have you. Hair of the dog what bit ya, they say.

Go Irish!!

Which is about as perfect a non-football Saturday can get.

South Bend to South Beach! Go Irish, Go!

Our local ND club sponsors a Christmas party every year for needy families affiliated w one of the social service agencies in town. Toys for Tots supplies most of the gifts; we supply everything else, from food to craft supplies to Santa. We're expecting close to 900 partygoers this year, over 600 of them children.

After yesterday's horror, being around all of those happy, hyper kids will help.

God bless you.

Glad to have a day of rest after a very hectic week. G14 being dragged out of bed, but hopefully she will be on time to meet up with her high school dance team as they have their first competition of the season today.

A few more leaves to suck up with the lawnmower today. I think after the last two weekends the running total is 51 bags.

Go Bills! Beat Seahawks! I realize the season has become meaningless and have lost faith in Chan Gailey after last week's loss.

Though there is still 1/7 to look forward to with football, the absence of the NHL season is about to really sink in.

Have a great day everyone!

Waking up with a heavy heart, for all of those in Newtown.
Busy week coming up, with mostly holiday fun on the agenda.
It's so great to have our Saint back home. We will all be together next Saturday!

Have a great weekend, everyone!

Irish Forever,
Captain Wineaux
Shamrock Brigade

throttle Purdue in basketball.

Irish, practice.

Our first Notre Dame Chili extravaganza and Hesburgh lecture this evening, and then our Christmas Brunch tomorrow. Sandwiched in between these events little miss dbldomer7375 returns from Silicon Valley for vacation and Christmas with the 'rents.

motivation behind yesterday's tragedy. I like DcDrDan's post -- the coverage of this can be overwhelming, but the more you watch, the more you realize that we will never understand "why". Our family has a little too much experience with mental illness, and we still don't know the "why" with any of our family members who have acted on whatever their motivation was.

Continued prayers for the families and the community is all I think I can do right now.

26 years ago, Mrs NDFlyer and I became parents. God blessed us with a daughter who is witty, intelligent and alot of fun to be around. Our Domer (09) will celebrate her birthday running in Santacon in Manhattan. Her "official" birthday dinner is next week when our Belle comes home from Vet school. Our Greyhound is still doing well in Thailand, but getting a little homesick with the approaching holidays --- hockey helps take his mind off of it. We just hope his packages arrive in time for Christmas.

40 people coming to our house for cocktails and appetizers tonight, and I'm at work. I gotta get home before noon. Have a great weekend all!

Unfortunately my Dad had a ruptured abdominal aortic aneurysm, emergency surgery but from all accounts obtained a good result. Thus my eearliest post ever as I head to NJ for an emergent visit. Thoughts and prayers for our world.

...and 13+ years later, age 87, told me yesterday he'd finished wrapping his Christmas gifts (after we discussed some of the latest ND recruiting class). It was hard, when it had just happened, to believe he'd survived (the odds are indeed low); a lot of rehab time followed, and he eventually got back to a highly functional status quo.

Good luck, grace, peace, and patience be all of yours.

a few years ago and have learned, over time, that the survival rate is only 10%. Been told I am quite fortunate. Thank God if you feel appropriate.

I'm sure the severity of the situation will not truly hit me until I arrive at the hospital this afternoon. And if 58 signifies your class year, you and he would likely be the same age, though he always says he graduated from USN-the Navy-and his keen subway alumnus interest in ND football is why I attended ND as a first generation college graduate.

When you see him later today, thank him for his service.