I decided to take a break from blogging and it lasted one Friday. Here's what you may have missed in my absence:
I bought an old computer from a student. He included the stale cigarette smoke in the tower as a bonus. Every time I use that computer now, I think I'm in a Motel 6 or Super 8.
My youngest child was very sad when he learned that 8 year olds cannot vote. He had been watching the ads and reading the mail and had picked out his candidate. It was some guy named Jack. Checkered and I both voted for Jack to make our son happy. We're deep political thinkers.