It's like deja vu. Listening to the leader of the free world attacking Iran. Warning the government that it should leave dissidents alone. Demanding that it stop all development of the country's nuclear (he says "nu ce lar") capabilities.

It looks like we'll have to start making buttons that say "No war on IRAN".

I got Eurythmics' Greatest Hits for my birthday. Not the CD, but the DVD.

I had a thing for Annie Lennox, when I was a teenager. Seeing these old videos brings it all back. Echos of juvenile dreams, I guess.

Like 'Here comes the rain again'.

Mmmmm...

So we've had the baby shower. An afternoon dinnerparty, really. Not the all-girl giggling fest you see in the movies.

It was nice, finally getting the bulk of our new friends here all together at the same time. I was actually surprised at how well they all seemed to fit together. They are, after all, quite strong and dissimilar individuals.

All in all a really nice day. You might even say a perfect day.

I just passed the "Is your date 'dad' material?" quiz.

Just as good. Because else: "Did your man fail the father test? Look for a new one today."

Apparently, it is quite likely that my wife will cry for a week. After the baby is born.

A week.

This was much better! 50 miles and I was well prepared. Had a good night sleep and ate sensibly the day before (no drinking...).

However, 50 is a lot. I'm not sure I'll be ready for 100 in just one month.

The surprise of the day? It's not my legs that are hurting. And not my butt. It's the palm of my hands! Feels like I've been standing on them for 2 hours.

Went on a 40 mile bike ride this morning. After drinking a couple of different red wines last night. And single malts.

Not a good idea...