Arrival

Froz sends his apologies for his recent silence on this site, but he's had some pressing items on his plate. The pressingest one of all happened September 26th, at 6:34 in the morning in Sacramento, when he and his wife welcomed their second child into the world. Nineteen and a half inches long, seven pounds and five ounces heavy, and much to their surprise following ultrasound indications to the contrary, a boy. We'd have made an announcement here earlier, but Froz felt the little fellow ought to have a name first and the one they had picked out, Sophia, just didn't seem to fit somehow.

So a big hello and much love out to Jack Louis Gobo. May you live to be a hundred with an extra year for repenting. Pictures soon.

Oh, and now that he no longer is a cog in the wheel of county government, Froz says I can pierce his thin shroud of anonymity as long as I'm gentle and don't brag about it to the guys later. If you've just been dying to know who Froz is outside this ethereal realm, in the meat-based world, he's this knucklehead (FG - Oops. This used to be a link but I better ease back as close to anonymity as I can again; sorry). And just about the finest one ever to grace our knuckleheaded ranks. Congratulations, Pops.