Welcome

You've obviously come here because you know me, or have stumbled upon me, or know someone who knows me. At any rate, welcome. This is the place where I intend to randomly and with no particular frequency toss out my thoughts on things, things that make me laugh, things that challenge me, and yes, sometimes, things that make me angry, frustrated or irritate me.
I want to start by telling you a bit about the title of this blog. I could have used something much more original, and probably interesting, but "2 and 2 High Chairs" pretty well sums up where I am in my life at the moment. There's Jill and I (the 2) and Jonah and Carolina (who sit in 2 high chairs when we go to restaurants). It's not rocket science, people. :)
I'm many things to many people. Son, husband, doggy daddy, phone salesman, Christian, music lover, guy at 50% risk of Huntington's Disease, part time DJ, brother, Die Hard Colts fan, step-brother, Blues Traveler fanatic, step-son, friend, comrade, fence pusher off-er, Nashville Predator fan, catcher of a couch faller off-er. I think the one that best explains me these days is "father", or "daddy", or, as Jonah says DADADADAADADADADADADADADA!
I think that's probably my favorite title so far, other than, perhaps, King of All Media (but that one is taken).
Now that the introductory phase is out of the way, look for more nonsense being spewed forth from me in the very near future. Right now, though, I think I just heard Kevin (this would be Carrie's stuffed teddy bear) hit the floor, so I have to go rescue him. Oh, there's another title for me: Little Girl Hero. :)