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Happy Hands Club

It’s Handshake Day and I have several to share with you. It was a great day for handshaking. I started thinking of handshakes I was envious of as a child. Two came to mind. The Parent Trap and Boy Meets World.

The video of Parent Trap is of Annie and Martin, her butler. Martin is maybe the best character in that movie. Also, a confession, I thought that Lindsay Lohan was a twin when I saw that movie. I was so boggled when I found out movie magic created two Lindsays.

The video from Boy Meets World is the handshake between Corey and Shawn. They modify it so they will look cool in high school. Boy Meets World is still one of my all time favorite TV shows. I occasionally make BMW references in conversation. I need to have those on DVD. Feel free to gift me those. Enjoy the vids.

I had a really great handshake today. Maybe my most favorite handshake ever.


That is Evie Jane Powell. She was born on Sunday. She is the youngest human I know. I got to hold her for a few hours tonight and I just love her. She is the sweetest little nugget. I’d say handshake day was an incredible success.


And I said to myself, “Kyle.” “Kyle?” “That’s what I call myself.”



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It’s just like riding a bike.

You know that feeling when you are riding a bike and everything is so blissfully perfect and you stick your legs out and you use a run on sentence and your hair is blowing and you are so incredibly happy? You know the feeling I’m talking about? You do? Ok good. I was concerned there for a second. Well that was my day. I felt like this today:

Bliss. Real life bliss.

That’s me in the black. That’s Nicole on the right. That’s Paris all around us. Those are our legs showing how blissful we are. That guy on the bench is clearly mad he isn’t riding bikes with us. I highly highly suggest Fat Tire Bike Tours if you are ever in Paris, London, Berlin or Barcelona. You see the entire city and you get to ride a cool bike. The guides are Americans in their mid 20s. It’s a blast.

Anyway, that’s the feeling I had today. I got to hold, after nine long months a sweet little baby that I have been desperately waiting for. She is the sweetest little nugget. When I finally held her, I told her she was the youngest human that I knew. Which is true. I hadn’t met anyone that was younger than 5 hours. There is something so incredibly great about holding a new human. It was bliss. Real life bliss. It was a happy little day.

I wonder if on the this day a million years ago when bikes were invented, if they knew the amount of joy they would be spreading with the world. Did they know that they not only were inventing a great mode of transportation, but also a giant cliche? What did people compare things to before bikes? It’s just like riding in your carriage? It just doesn’t have the same ring to it.


I wore pink today. I told you before, I wear pink for births!

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