This is the funniest thing I've seen all day, provided by pickle juice: "Sure, I have my kids, but they're still young enough to be considered property." I think it was made funnier / more upsetting (?) because I woke up today to Look Who's Talking...uhhhh. I usually fall asleep to music, but my wish is to wake up to a stereo, pre-programmed with a set list. I know it's out there, linked to a computer...further submitting to the will of the...whoa...sorry.

AFF+1 went out with a whimper, at the hands of The Carsinogents...best described as Bela Lugosi Surf Punk from my wee noggin. Met Sarah's new beau Bryan who had lots of interesting thoughts on birds of prey (of the animal kingdom...not the show). Especially interesting conversation about red hawks, owls and the possibility of (them) taking away a small child. You talk about the most random things between sets...don't you?