I need a t-shirt that says, “Mom leaves, poop happens.“
Backstory 1: I became a big fan of Galavant this year, a show you may never have heard of. It’s a very non-serious show about knights and kings and princesses and such, and they often break out in song. It was right up my alley, and I loved the music. I even bought the soundtrack. I’m very much hoping it earned a second season.
Backstory 2: Calvin finally settled on an initial direction for his upcoming college career. He’s going to KU’s film school and, at the moment, is thinking he wants to be a film editor. Since deciding this, he’s spent a lot of time fiddling with making videos, and keeps getting better at it.
Terry and I went out to dinner and some shopping Saturday night while Calvin stayed at home with the kids. This video is what they secretly did while we were gone (and several hours more Calvin put in on his computer in his room), which they presented to me for my birthday on Sunday.
I THINK IT IS TOTALLY AWESOME.
Click here or watch the embedded video below.
All of the “Religious Freedom” acts are using the wrong qualifier. They should be “Business Freedom” acts. Why is religion a part of it at all? What if I run a business and have a real dislike of people who wear pants with holes in them? Should I be required to serve them? Let’s take religion and homosexuality out of this discussion.
It should be: How much freedom of choice is a business person allowed to exercise while operating his or her business?
I can see where people would argue that all people must be served equally. I can also see where people would argue that the business operator should not be forced into doing business where they don’t want to. The discussion should be around this and what the limits should be in general.
I love the way a 14.9oz can of Guinness fits perfectly into a Guinness mug procured in Ireland. (Thanks to @jillboyce!)
That was a lot of LEGOs.
The iPad HDMI cable is worth every one of its many pennies when in a hotel room with 4 kids.
Getting set up for Kansas City Planet Comicon.
12 wrecks on a 6-mile stretch of highway. Decided to get a room for the night.
Unexpected snow adds to the fun!