I’ll gather and post my thoughts on vacation soon enough; today doesn’t seem terribly cheery. At least not when I turn on the news.
So here’s a couple of moments from vacation, more to cheer myself than anything:
My four year old sitting on the toilet singing Jimmy Buffett: “I don’t know, I don’t know, I don’t know where I’m a gonna go when the volcano blows.”
Father: Do you want to go to the beach and swim for a while?
Son: (glued to television) No, not right now
Father: What are you watching?
Son: Jaws 3
Mount Gay tastes wonderful in coffee. Kinda takes the edge off, ya know?