Mourning Show

I know it's been a century since I've posted -- please forgive me. It's not that I don't care.

Lisa, I'm truly sorry for your recent losses. I know you love your kitties, and even if I don't consider myself a fan, I can certainly understand the affection we can share with our pets. I would be devastated if Sadie were to have to leave us anytime soon.

It makes the news I have to share all the more difficult to pass on, though. There's no easy way to lead up to it, so I'll just come right out with it: Bob Reitman has retired. And thus has ended an era and has another chapter in my life (our lives, if I may be so bold) come to a close. I only heard about it yesterday from a friend at work, and it's taken me this long to bring myself to confirm it. Sigh.

Okay, two tangents to distract us from the disappointment of our losses:

1. My kids are fricking adorable, if I do say so myself. Best. Picture. Ever.
   
2. Jakob Nielsen is a dillweed. Ever heard of suspending your disbelief, you unimaginative prick?
   

One of these things doesn't belong....

Clearly my kids get Christmas in all of its forms! Hee Hee! When I asked my goofball Tyler why he put the Toys R Us car by the nativity scene, he gave the obvious answer: to deliver the presents for baby Jesus' birthday! Ah yes, the true meaning of Christmas! I hope you are all enjoying this wonderful holiday season! I am thinking of you all.