It's another hot day in [redacted]. My 10-month-old son is in his play pen after refusing to go down for his nap. Ever since he learned to pull himself up to a standing position, it has been a struggle to get him to take a nap--I usually have to physically hold him down in order to get him to stay still long enough to sleep. Like all parents, I find myself asking "is this normal?" even though I know that it is. It's a joy to see him exploring his expanding environment, but it's also exhausting to keep him out of mischief. He especially loves to go after the cat. She's scratched him a couple of times on his hands and arms, but he has not been dissuaded--not even for a second.

I never thought I'd say this, but I absolutely love being his dad. I feel priviliged that I am able to stay home with him during the day. Unlike many babies, he doesn't pine for his mommy when he is with me. He really seems to be equally bonded to both us.

It's a wonderful thing.

In the aftermath of the Connecticut senatorial primary, it is abundantly clear that to call Joe Lieberman a Whiny Ass Titty Baby is a gross insult to WATBs everywhere. Hell, I have an actual 10-month-old baby at home with me, and he doesn't whine and cry nearly as much as Joe. The accusation that evil bloggers hacked his website is just the loathsome garnish on the shit sandwich that is the Lieberman campaign.

To repeat, I always thought Joe was a wanker. He was a terrible VP choice for Gore in 2000, and he's only gotten worse. Whoever advised Gore to choose Lieberman (among other poor decisions) should be strung up by his heels.

Go away, Joe. Stick a fork in your ass and turn yourself over--you're done.

What Happened to Joe?

How about, he was always a wanker?