A new kid on the block.

It was my first day back to school today, and it was a long and dreadful one at that. I'd witness the most school spirit and pride rallies that I had ever thought was possible at Cal Poly. The mascot "Billy the Bronco" was dancing while the band and cheerleaders gave their energetic performances. The president came out and gave a few words and the basketball team came out with an overwhelming applause for their excellent effort in the NCAA. While all this happened in the middle of the quad; Tami, Brian, Mike, Patty, and I just sat at a table located in the opposite side watching in awe. We have finally witnessed our school having some sort of positive conglomeration that was not influenced by an outside source or media; it made us kind of nostalgic for high school.

The classes were long and the teachers were not lenient with the first day of school either. But in my last class, I received a very unexpected text message from my brother Jason (unexpected because we never text). It turned out to be a picture text, and the picture appeared to be a naked newly born boy. And right away, I smiled and texted back "congratulations, man."

I got to the hospital right after the class was let out and there he was, sleeping. The fourth kid to be calling me Uncle David. Things were comforting, and better yet, I now have the responsibility to name him. Jason was the person responsible for naming me David, and so he said it is only right for me to name his kid this time. But one condition, it has to start with the letter "T".














I think I might go with Taylor. I have till noon tomorrow. I am nervous.