Ok this is more of a journal post, because I don’t want to forgot how I found out about ‘baby’.
It was Saturday November, 3rd, the day of our High School Reunion. I think we made a trip to Target that day, don’t quote me on that please. Lori purchased a few preggo (not ragu) tests, just in case. We came home and had a few hours to kill before the reunion.
Being Saturday and also because I had guitar hero III for a few (ok, almost 5-ish) days and was still feeling rookie-ish I decided it was time to play some RAWK! I queued up The Metal, which is a must! About that time Lori sneaked into the bathroom (along with her preggo, not ragu, tests) I queued up ONE (by Metallica) which was my first time playing.
I loved it, in fact I might’ve ‘cranked’ up the volume a bunch and just ROCKED OUT to that song! Little did I know, Lori was in the bathroom taking a test, which I’ve heard from a few is one of the hardest tests to take! Well she *passed* the test and started to get real excited…. I, continued to ROXOR’D out to ONE…
6 or so minutes later I finish the last few notes of ONE…. I nailed it (on easy) I think I hit like 92%. Little did I know Lori was waiting for this *stupid* long song to finish… Feeling great, that I *accomplished* the task of rocking out to ONE, I’m standing there with a grin on my face, blood pumping and complimenting myself. I look over to my left and I see Lori standing with a *pee-stick* who then announces, honey I’m pregnant and starts crying.
Being the *guy* I am I responded with, what does that mean? Hey, I was looking at some test with a line on it! She explained again, and I stood there with the dumb plastic guitar strapped to me. She said, aren’t you going to hug me. I immediately remembered where I was and what had just happened and took the guitar off and hugged Lori and told her this was great and tried to calm her down.
After a few minutes of hugging and tears of joy… I realize that we had to get ready for the reunion. It was hard to recompose and get ready for the event knowing what we just found out and knowing that we couldn’t tell anyone about our news.
The reunion was fun, though I was feeling pretty sick (due to a sinus infection which had begun a few days before). We ended up staying for part of the evening and were both glad to leave. Later I found out Lori took the test because she wanted to find out if she could drink or not that evening!

I liked the Simpons’ take on prego (not ragu) tests… BABY, BABY, PIRATE (because Pirates are WILD!)… none of this line and another line crap!
All this means to me is that you have to name your child “Lars”
Congrats to the both of you.
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No way man, Lars is a douche bag name and he plays drums. So your choices are Kirk Hammett or Dave Mustaine. Lots of pros and cons to discuss with Lori, just remember which one they kicked out. If only you were playing a KISS song, then your child would be named Ace Frehley, fricken sweet.
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Don,
Thanks for always having my back… what’s funny is I also thought, man I hate Lars Ulrich… and I usually like the drummers in the band… I just keeping thinking back to the Napster bad videos… those were classic.
Ace would be awesome! But not as cool as McLovin!
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Too bad it wasn’t Jeff Barrick and Ulrich sucks… Now Clutterham on the other hand is freaking awesome.
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Congratulations Lori and Angelo!!!
I just heard the news today. How exciting. Kids are great. Babies are amazing. No way to explain it until you get there yourself. Words are insufficient. Merry Christmas, too!
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Chris, you’re right Lars Clutterham is pretty awesome!
Thanks Judy, I’m way excited!
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