More on this subject later...

Ashley is pregnant. We are ecstatic.

Babies

Last night I babysat two boys. There was more poop and crying than I had hoped, but in a way it was exciting for me. I really want to be a dad soon.

Hey there, meowface

I'm at the distillery right now. There is a cat sitting next to me. I wasn't particularly in the mood to drink, but I did want to get online and there is free wifi here. (I don't drink coffee, so Starbucks would be weird.) It is weird to have to leave my house for some of the things that I have come to take for granted. I have really appreciated the switch to a laptop lately since almost two weeks without my computer would be crazy for me. Only 3 and a half more hours to entertain myself.

How to phrase this...

For a little over a week now, Ashley and I have had the privilege of hanging out with our good friends, Bethany and Bethany, in a much more close-up and intimate way. In fact, we have been staying there every night. Their other roommate, Bethany, is out of town for the summer, so they have a spare room, which Bethany sleeps in while we use her bigger bed so Ashley and I can sleep next to each other. It is great to have some extra roommates for a while, people we can hang out with during the day and stay up late getting to know better. We genuinely love these girls. Still, we would like to go home. We started renting a small place behind a house about a month and a half ago. On the Fourth of July, a firework sparked a bush and the whole front of the house burned. Utilities were shut off to fight the blaze, and so far have not been turned back on. Our place is unharmed, but basically untenable without the gas and electricity. We can't see to move around when it is dark out, and I can't set an alarm to wake up at 3 A.M. every morning. We can shower, but the water is freezing.
I feel bad complaining at all, having seen the destruction to personal property of our former neighbors, and knowing that one dog had to be put down because of smoke inhalation. None of the things I feared losing after being called and told my house was on fire were lost. Basically, in the event of a tragedy, Ashley and I have gotten off being only inconvenienced. I don't want to downplay our own issues here, but I don't feel right not keeping them in perspective.

Child Of Mine

Child of mine:
You are no accident. Your mother and I loved you before we knew you. You haven't come into the world or even been conceived yet, but I am looking forward to the day that I get to meet you. I don't care if you turn out to be a boy or a girl. I just want to start this relationship with you. There are obstacles between us for now, mostly time, but I can see each one falling before us. Child of mine, I'm headed your way, so start your journey towards me.

What to expect here

Hi, my name is Bryan, and sometimes I write things. Lately it seems that sometimes is closer to never than always. I don't promise to update this blog even remotely regularly. I am mostly giving blogging another go because of the possibility that iWeb might not be supported in a year or so, meaning my website in its current iteration will cease to exist. I have maintained a presence at BryanKoch.com for almost a decade now, which I do in the hopes that old friends can reconnect easily and new friends can learn more about whatever crazy thing it is I am currently involved in.
As for what sort of things I think will be posted here, crappy pretentious poetry goes without saying. When I'm not boring you with that, I also hope to write letters to my future children, which I only thought of because I intend to do that next, and which might not ever happen again after that entry. My life tends to be pretty interesting, but I'll probably present it here in a rather boring way.
I considered writing an entry to catch people up from where my other blog left off, but I think those holes will fill themselves in by seeing where my life is now. I'm happily married, and we recently sold our first house to move into a tiny apartment near campus. We love it.