Hunchback of the Condo Complex

I watched Disney's Hunchback of Notre Dame yesterday. I love animation and have a special place in my heart for this movie. You just have to admire the dark, adult themes they put out there, the new character paradigms, etc. Aside from the obnoxious gargoyle sidekicks and distracting musical numbers, I'd say it's an awesome movie.

But I'm not posting to celebrate or review this film.

I'm posting because, last night, I couldn't sleep. Something about the movie was bugging me and I couldn't quite figure it out. But in the wee hours of the morning, it started to sink in, I started to make a connection.

The hunchback never leaves the cathedral towers where the bells are kept. His sole purpose is their care.

Forgive me for this pun but is this ringing any bells?

me and Baby J

I rarely leave my little condo. My sole purpose is baby care. I change her, feed her, put her down for a nap with the same regularity the ringing bells in a church tower.

me?

When my wife comes home today, I'm going to grab her and declare sanctuary. I doubt she'll understand, probably think I'm going stir crazy, but what the hell. This is the type of humor you develop when you spend all day with a baby.

Listening To: For Your Own Special Sweetheart by Jawbox