Yeah, I know, I'm supposed to be on the road

But it is HARD, getting us out the door. So for your reading pleasure, I have the following, from Son #2, last night:

"If variety is the spice of life, the Playboy Mansion is a bowl of rice."

I told him that a lot of people would consider it a rather hot bowl of rice, but he is not convinced. I considered showing him the Playboy pic from the 50s that basically looks like a blonde, pre-weight-loss me, but I think that is too cruel, even for me.