This is my son. His name is Ridley Swift Thomas, and he is my first. I'm trying to get back into posting to this blog after many years of not paying any attention to it. This blog has no theme, although when I was regularly posting it seemed to be a bit more cohesive. I have not posted any photos of Ridley on the internet, at least not for the public. I am not a social butterfly, but there are probably some photos of me on the internet. I never really considered it to be much of an issue, but when you have a child everything changes. You begin to realize that every cliche is right, and everything that everyone tells you is correct and yet a terrific lie all at the same time. You'll hear, "It goes so fast", and "Just wait til you get to 'that' phase". You quickly begin to piece all of these sound bites together, and it becomes culture. Culture is terrifying! It makes you want to move far far away into the mountains, never to be seen or heard from again. It's the belly of the beast, but it only becomes important, it only exists for you when it suddenly has nothing to do with you and everything to do with your child. Your child is what you become, and he becomes the inheritence of your culture. So, here is my son, for the public to see, as a reminder that what people say and do matters. The blog may not have a theme, but it may develop an impact.