So tonight, my daughter says, "Are you going to put me to bed later?"
"Yes, I probably will," I said.
"Well, after dinner maybe you can change your shirt."
"You don't like my shirt?"
"No."
Hmmm. It's a nice shirt. I don't know what her problem is.

I have discovered a taste combination bad enough to rival toothpaste and orange juice. Don't ask me how I came across this, but yellow Skittles and cabernet sauvignon taste absolutely horrid together. It tasted so vile it made me stop consuming both for the remainder of the evening.

I'm doing a search for the word 'Magic' for this project I am working on and a sponsored link shows up on the side of e the screen saying "Download Magic Trick Instructions Find out how to prevent it!"

What do you suppose that means? Prevent magic tricks? Hmmm.

One other thing that came up was the Magic Eye, creators of the world-wide stereogram craze of the 90's. I never once was able to see the hidden images. Never once. I feel left out of the 90's.

"There Are NO Agonizing Hanging Weights, NO Tough Exercises, NO Painful And Hard-To-Use Pumps, And There Is NO Dangerous Surgery Involved. "
-From some SPAM I received this morning

A week ago, my two-year-old son Graham decided he wanted to play with one of those glass Pyrex measuring cups. I asked him to put it away and he did not like that idea. So he threw it on the floor. It did not break of course. I didn't react except to say "Put that back in the cabinet." Then he picked it up and threw it again, closer to me, right on my second toe on my left foot. It hurt. Turns out the little stinker BROKE my toe. He was just being two, I know. My toe turned all sorts of pretty colors. Starting off with a delightful slate, followed by a nauseating eggplant, and finally a deep merlot.

It seems to be okay now. Although it hurt the day before we got our first rain in 5 weeks. Could my foot be a predictor of precipitation? Watch this space for an update soon!