Uncle Pirate

My brother Tampa and his wife are going to have a baby. I got this ultrasound from the proud papa earlier today. His boys can swim!

Of course this means that yours truly is going to become an uncle, probably some time in February. Crazy. I'm not sure what my avuncular duties will be, but I'm going to start stockpiling off-color jokes and bizarre conspiracy theories, just in case.

They don't want to know if it's a boy or a girl, since (as Tampa puts it) this is probably the last big surprise that they'll ever get. My brother is convinced that it's a boy, because it apparently has big feet. I mean, for a fetus. I'm not sure that it works that way, though.