The Family (Or most of them)

The Family (Or most of them)
The Family

July 17, 2010

Sons & Daughters

Actually, neither my son Evan or my daughter, Monica, are over here yet. My daughter drove over here earlier to grace me with her presence. She slept most of the time as I laughed in her face and teased her.

My son, Evan, was supposed to come later. But he, like most males, has a tiny brain. He seems to sleep all the time.

Smart, eh?

He's as smart as our hero.

Now Monica, of course, knows that the smartest, most direct way to her Daddy's tiny male brain is by making him laugh at innane shows -- which apparently WHY she bought him Familt Guy CDs for the second year in a row.

MY GOD! I wonder WHY EVAN and I enjoy it so much?


Well, in the absence of any intelligent life like Einstein or somesuch, I hereby stop trying to pretend I know what I'm doing and stop trying to fiddle with the display of my blog.

It seems the same weenies who decided to obliterate all MJ's comments and then magically restore them have decided to put the title of my blog way over on the left hand side.

And short of obliterating my entire blog, you'd HAVE to be Einstein to figure out how to fix it. So I won't reinvent the Theory of Relativity. Many of you probably THINK I can't figure this out anyway.

But I will. The same way I figured out the Theory of Relativity.

Have a nice life. All 1.2 of you.