Cleveland is Moderately Exciting; Frizzesh Fizzootball Loses in Week 1

Here is the quick recap of Baby Baptism 2008: three adults on the altar taking pictures of baby; one adult in pew taking pictures of adults on altar.


But really, considering that this is the baby, can you really blame them? Come on.


Then there was a big table full of meat. It's like they knew we were coming.


Then to a place called the Treehouse, which has a big mural of the Guinness bird on the wall.



Fantasy Football got off with a bang, it seems, when my team (Frizzesh Fizzootball) finished tied for 9th in a league of 10 teams. Translation: not really in last. But it does require that some drastic measures be taken. Translation: look to see who is on team, make random decisions about who will be starting next week, possibly for to non-football related reasons.

Of course, losing does not keep one from sending a virtual can of smack to every other team in the league:

Judge Baby Sez: Eat Yr Crabs, Dummy!

Ana's dad and brother were in town this weekend so we went to eat crabs in Annapolis. Which is awesome because she's allergic.

Sucker.

Know who isn't allergic to crabs? This kid, who has jowels that won't quit. Look how she wields the mallet gavel with such majesty!


Later she got bored and rained down all this stuff from the ether.


Dining tip: don't eat raw oysters and a bunch of crabs on an empty stomach.