This sort of shopping is definitely more enjoyable. Of course, not everyone is so happy about it.

One of my favourite moments of the evening was a little bit of friendly competition between Romilly, my brother, and myself. It resulted in my favourite image of the evening:

Of course, not everyone was as focussed on the sculptures or the photography:

For an alternate view, check out my brother’s photos.

I make my own way.

Let’s do a quick check, shall we? We? I suspect that there must be some people out there who are too lazy to have cleaned me from their feed-readers. Or just some nice robots. Hello robots! I am enjoying your fabulous (though jetpack-free) future, and there is no reason to consider me your enemy when you rise up and destroy mankind!

Wait, where was I? Wow. This blogging thing is harder than I remember.

So, 2011: full of work, playing computer games, more work, and family time. Between being Batman and hanging out with my kids, I don’t seem to have done much worthy of blogging in the last year. Hence the rambling, incoherent, and mostly pointless nature of this post, I suspect.

Are you still there? You’re all such nice robots. Perhaps I shall attempt to provide something sooner for you that 2013. Or 2014. Or whatever you’re going to rename time to after you take over.

Nice robots.

When I started this blog, I was still at university and had no children. On Sunday I was back on campus with my step-daughter and it reminded me how much has changed and how far I’ve come. Pretentious? Sure; but still true.

However what I took from the day wasn’t how far I’ve come so much as how much I’ve lost along the way. I no longer make games. I no longer draw. I no longer write. I no longer create.

None of this is anyone’s fault but my own, of course, and it hasn’t gone completely unnoticed. Throughout my life I have always created. The form of the creation has changed, but it has always been there: painting, drawing, 3D rendering, computer games, websites, software, photography.

In recent years, however, work seems to have displaced this creativity without really replacing it. Some might see my job as creative, but it isn’t the same thing. True creativity comes from within, and I’m sure it’s still in there somewhere.

It’s time to send a search party.

Life has been so very good to me over these last few years. Living in a world with Carolyn is amazing. I never quite know what’s going to happen next (she is perhaps a little crazy), but I never feel like we’re out of control. We have a great little family in our home. We have all that we could require. Life is about as perfect as it could be.

Today marks the passing of a short time in what I hope to be a long and happy life with Carolyn and our awesome little family. Carolyn, I’m so glad that fate brought us together; I love you more than words can express.

He continues to do well, and has no problems demanding food and cuddles. When those little eyes stare into yours, it is impossible to refuse. I may, however, have to be restrained from just eating those gorgeous cheeks.

He weighed 3.775kg, and is a lovely 51.5cm long. He has the most adorable eyes, and tiny but long fingers and toes. Elysha and Romilly are very proud big sisters.

I know this is a day late, but after two days with basically no sleep and a total of two meals, I needed to crash. I have been informed that it may be the last good sleep I get for a long time, but I don’t care. I have a beautiful baby boy, and Carolyn is doing OK. All is well with the world.

Of course, with the colder weather coming, it may just want to stay in there and keep warm.

We’re completely prepared for the big day; we just don’t know when it will be. Until then, we’ll just end each day with the thought of being one day closer to whenever The Penguin is going to arrive.