I know I have blogged somewhat about the day, a few years ago, when Evan and some of his friends went out paint-balling. OH! What a useful humanity-filled, worthwhile endeavour -- train your kids to go out and blow each other to smithereens with paintballs while the world ceases to exist as we know it around them.
Oh, but who cares if a few million starve or dehydrate to death. We.ve got wars with the Taliban to fight!
So what used to be my son Evan, above turn into those commando types at the top of the page.
And then they turn into rhinos, which are almost impossible to stop.
It just makes me SICK!
Let's just post something as stupid as humanly possible for the 2 humans left in the universe who STILL BLOG (besides me, that is).