Your room, sir

Gus has warmed up to his new environs. Kinda hard not to--the bottles come like clockwork, naps appear to be encouraged, dirty diapers are ushered away, and the staff seems pretty attentive.

Hard to decide what to do next.

Better settle in for a deep think.

Maybe gesture to show the cross I'm bearing.

Pose for a few shots with the staff.

Watch the rabble amuse themselves.

Greet visitors from afar.

And pay my allegiances to the horned one.

Gus arrives

And just like that, GassyJacks doubles in size, welcoming the newest addition to the Beehner brood: Gus Michael. He made his first appearance at 4:02 a.m., Tuesday, July 13, 2010, and immediately gave the room and its inhabitants a good once-over, making use of his best non-goopy eye.

First order of business: Hit the scales.

Next: Meet the marvel who lugged me around for nine months.

So that's the paparazzi geek Jack warned me about.

Time to get to know mom, Charlie Rose-style.

Her story checks out.

May as well let my guard down.

And squeeze in a quick catnap.

Maybe drag it into extra-time.

Wait a sec. I was told there'd be fawning.

That's the ticket.

The Master recognizes the new guy's methods.

And Grandma takes the bait.

Grandpa, too. I think I'm gonna like it here.