It has been a while since I dared brush the cobwebs of the intertubes.

I'm in a reflective mood.

One of the sad and good things about getting older is that life gets less complicated at the same time it gets busier. I think I could never have handled all the hats I wear now when I was eighteen or twenty-one or even twenty-five: being dad, grad student (graddy daddy), husband, band guy, writer, agent. Okay, so I don't handle those all too well. But other than the constant spectre of the poopy diaper or the occasional Princess Leia costume from Chrissy, life is generally free of surprises.

At the same time, the fact that I'm generally at peace is the biggest surprise of all--when it happens.