Dad and daughters

Tonight me and the girls are hanging out. I have a soundtrack for this photo to help you feel like you're actually in Castle Rock on a Monday evening with us. Go to http://www.neilyoung.com/prairiewind.html and click on "It's a Dream."

Julia's in my lap as I type. Lauren's crawling around the room looking for another crayon to eat. Chanel ran out for a few minutes. When she returns we'll be whole. In an hour Julia will go to sleep, Lauren will snooze for an hour and then scream like mad. Julia will yell in her sleep just loud enough to get one of us out of bed to check on her, but not loud enough to wake herself up. We live with howling nocturnal kids, and sometimes it's very frustrating. But put $1 million in front of me and ask me which I prefer and I'll flush the money down the toilet. Soon enough Chanel and I will get eight hours of sleep a night as our girls sleep peacefully. Until then, we'll enjoy the fact that it's us they want at night.

Missed it by that much

Luke and Sandy came to visit us from Vegas this weekend. We went to Boulder today, which is a perfect example of a college town. We ate at The Sink for lunch. The restaurant serves fantastic food in an artsy, bohemian-style setting. I had a veggie burger and vegetables. Upon completing the meal I proclaimed it the best veggie burger and vegetables I have ever eaten. We'll definitely go back the next time we're in the area.

The real purpose of this blog, however, is to lament the fact that I was three seats away from catching a foul ball at Coors Field Thursday night. That is one of my dreams: to catch a foul ball at a major league park. There was a family with children sitting next to us, and of course they were excited to catch the ball. But honestly, if I was thinking clearly, I probably would have jumped right in front of the little kid and caught the ball with my bare hands "like a man," as Luke would say.

I am going to catch a ball someday. And when I do, I'm going to write the longest blog ever in honor of the monumental achievement. If you look at the picture closely, you can see the lucky family that walked away with the ball seated to my right.

I was so close.

My Sgt. Pepper's

The Beatles's 1967 album cover is still the coolest cover ever, next to, of course, the White album. The more people you can identify on it, the more you feel like you belong to a hip club, a club with very few members.

I've decided to make my own Sgt. Pepper's cover. The SP cover has 87 people and/or items, so I'll match that number. I will deviate from their format slightly, though. A collection of people, such as a music group or a sports team, will count as one item. The list is in no particular order, so don't get offended if you are listed as number 67. But, if you're number 1, you're probably pretty important to me.

Post a comment and tell me how many of these nouns you know of:

1. Chanel Kathleen Adams
2. Julia Barbara Adams
3. Lauren Grace Adams
4. RDT
5. Candace
6. Sadie
7. Michelle
8. Spencer (the person, not the store that sells fart pills)
9. Avry
10. Bryton (the person, not the setting of the Graham Greene novel)
11. Neil Young
12. Pearl Jam
13. Dave Grohl
14. Arsenal
15. John Dos Passos
16. Jack Kerouac
17. Brian Wilson
18. John Coltrane
19. Alexander Courtney
20. Tyler Christian
21. John and Pat
22. Kathy, Luke the Duke, Ryan
23. Snickers
24. 1990 UNLV Runnin' Rebels
25. All natural bratwursts
26. Rebecca/Evan/Colton
27. G.B. Hinckley
28. First Presidency/70/ et. al.
29. Joseph Smith Jr.
30. James Joyce
31. Beatles
32. Man U
33. Nirvana
34. Krispin Porter +Bogusky
35. Wieden+Kennedy
36. Coors Field
37. Sam's Town Buffet
38. The Bravo Truck
39. Bert
40. Albert Adams
41. Dean Martin
42. The Rock (the actual rock in CR, CO, not the wrastler [spelled that last word intentionally])
43. The library (not the one west of U.S. 95 near Boulder Highway in Vegas)
44. Krshul
45. Mad Dogg
46. Eric Peterson
47. Mo Tab
48. Wet n' Wild
49. Hooded sweatshirt
50. Giant bicycle
51. Man purse
52. RCA Lyra MP3 player
53. Agency
54. Mylicon
55. Pit
56. Falmer
57. Paris
58. Herman Melville
59. Woody Allen
60. Adams Sandler
61. Pink Floyd
62. Ron Fick
63. Powell's
64. The United States
65. The Office
66. SNL
67. Kids in the Hall
68. El Parral
69. Jim Rome
70. Greg McFarlane
71. Winnie
72. Adweek/Advertising Age
73. Steve Forsythe
74. Susan Berkley
75. Elizabethtown
76. Mark
77. Holly
78. Jaren, Kyle and Nathan
79. Miles Davis
80. Frosties
81. Mrs. Pac Man
82. STP (the group, not the dead dinosaurs)
83. FOIA
84. Trains
85. Pink Lemonade
86. NYC
87. Chips and Salsa