aliens

hello folks,

back again for a sunday evening post. dad really liked this picture of my mom and me. We have a lovely fire burning and yet, she is still bundled up in a blanket. my dad always thinks this is funny.

by the way, this scene reminds me of a funny story I heard a comedian, I believe it was George Carlin, tell. He said that if aliens ever looked down at the earth from up in space they would be certain that dogs ruled the earth. It wouldn't take much observation to notice that dogs don't have to go to work or do much at all for that matter, yet they get fed, housed, and they even have people walking around behind them cleaning up their poop.

trust me, it was funny when he told it. well, if the aliens were to have a look at this place, there'd be no question as to who is in charge in this house, and it's not the dog either. As you can see, I'm doing my best to keep my people busy cleaning up after me. time to run, I think it's about time to get working on something that'll really show them who's in charge around here.

oh, one more quick thing. they found Manny. He won't be in spring training until March 1 or something like that. I guess it's just Manny being Manny. But like my dad says, Manny being Manny seems to be good for over 140 RBI and 40-plus home runs. Just though some of you may still be in the dark on this one.

I'm out.

Are you in there number 24?

I arrived back in New England yesterday afternoon from a lovely weekend in NY with my paternal grandparents. While I was gone, my favorite Sox slugger went missing. That's right, reports are that Manny may be in another part of Florida or even Italy or some odd place like that. Not that Italy is odd in itself, I'm sure there are some very nice people there and even some good reasons to visit. It's just that it's an odd place for one of the greatest ballplayers of all time to be in late February. Then again, at this time the Italy thing is all speculation.

So I'm doing my part to locate him and am starting in the one location where all of my favorite items eventually end up. I don't see him in here yet, but I'm keeping a close watch. Sometimes I have to watch very closely to catch a glimpse of my zebra or lion friends as they tumble around helplessly. I'll be in touch if I spot Manny in here.

lotsa snow

hi fans,

I'm back in the writer's seat again here at francecrew. You'll probably start hearing from me a little more as the days go by now that my typing seems to be improving.

I guess my dad started this blog thing to talk about stuff that was going on in his and mom's life. Guess what? I am what's going on in their life, and I'm the cute, funny one (I mean come on, would you look at this picture? go on, have another look, I practically melted mom on the spot with this one). Back to my point, it looks like there is an increasing preponderance of evidence that I am really the only reason anyone comes to this site. And dad knows it. And he knows that I know that he is a die-hard believer in free market economics (don't even get him started here by the way). With a guy like this, all you need to do is hand him some line about "meeting customer needs" or "your product-service bundle is not meeting market expectations". So all that is to say that you people want to hear more from me and see lots more of these prize winning pictures.

It's a lovely, snowy day here. Dad's been shoveling all day, "trying to stay ahead of the snow" while mom and I have been having a nice little afternoon of sitting by the fire, and of course writing this here entry. For fans of the southern persuasion who often like to track cold weather news, it's not technically a blizzard according to the obviously disappointed newslady.

That's all for now folks, I'm off to read up on some more of my dad's businessy books so I can continue my quest to take over this blog.

dancing with momma

he loves to dance with his momma. look at him giggling away like a crazy person. of course his momma isn't complaining either.