Jeff Cooper has a really cute picture of his eight-month-old son on his page, which you'll have to scroll down to see as another variant of the Evil Blogspot Permalink Bug (tm) appears to have reared its head again. Of course, in dressing his son in a Mets onesie, he has started the poor lad down a road which is sure to be filled with plangent heartbreak and horrible feelings of inadequacy. It's not too late to get young Noah back on the right track by buying him a Yankees outfit, Jeff!

(And if you find the suggestion repugnant, look at it this way: Whose team logo would you rather he poop on?)

My parents were up visiting my brother and sister-in-law in Whidby Island last week. Naturally, while there they took the opportunity to slake their thirst for the Yankees by catching a game at Safeco. The good news (in addition to the fact that they saw a Yankee victory) is that my three-year-old niece Vanessa made it all the way to the ninth inning before announcing that she was ready to go home. The bad news is that she refused to wear the authentic Derek Jeter uniform shirt they bought for her because (alas) it doesn't come in pink. I suppose if she were older Mom and Dad could get her this pink stars sleeveless Yankees tee-shirt, an item whose very existence I find vaguely disquieting. Different strokes, I guess.