Oh, and Andy and Heather had a baby boy on Friday!  His name is Aiden.  Congratulations are in order. 

And I am thirty years old.

Aiden, as you get older you will realize that you cant  watch all the good sporting events.  This weekend, for instance there was Castillo-Corrales 2,  Georgia-Tennessee, Denver-Washington, Falcons-New England, and The Braves Division Series.  I chose the Georgia and  Denver games, as well as the  Second 9 innings of the Braves.  Follow your heart.

I was showing Heather around the city.  We made it to

For Breakfast: Java Jive (Scrambles) and Thumbs Up Diner (Salmon Omlette)

Lunch:  Fat Macks (Ribs), Buckhead Diner (Peach Bread Pudding), McCrays (Footbal games and beer)

Finer:  One.Midtown (Squash Blossoms), Two.Licks (Wine from Casks), Pashals (Collard Greens).

Drinks:  Loca Luna (Salsa), Bazzaar (People), Halo (Design)

Dance: MJQ (Music)

And of course I took her to the Cyclorama!  (Big Painting) 

Dad suggested, upon seeing Corned Duck on the menu at One,  that Corned Duck is what happens to Ducks in Midtown when they don’t watch their Ass.

Halo’s 250lb Camero-driving bouncer, who I once backed mine into, now has my umbrella.  Getting it back should be fun. Remember him?  Brad  cannily neutralized that situation by looking gout of my window and exclaiming, “At least your not a big guy”.

There is something of a blight between my Condo and Midtown.  There is no pretty way to walk it.  The west side of Peachtree street is your best bet.

On the walk I realized that for 10 years I had been incorrectly calling the the Pleasant Peasant the Pleasant Pheasant.   Crap.