One would think a relative unknown with a short record wouldn't have marks on that record already. Yeesh. And yeesh. Nobody is perfect, but be careful if you crusade for reform . . .

Go Your Own Way

I don't have time for a substantive post right now, but I thought I'd share with you one of my most interesting photographs of August. We were on I-95, when I saw this. Of course my first response was to take a picture (which horrified my children's grandparents). In my defense, the truck was being hauled by another truck.

Be Someone's Bra

Insurance companies should not dictate the time it takes for a woman to recover from a mastectomy. A friend forwarded this petition from Lifetime.

It Happened.

This week, at an amusement park and at the zoo. I said "no," and she screamed, "YOU'RE NOT MY MOTHER!!!!" and tried to run away. Surprisingly, no one apprehended me for dragging her away from the situation (perhaps scarily, if you think about it).

Oh My Crocs

Check out this anti-crocs rant in Newsweek. I had no idea.

(Miss I looks darling in her Crocs, so we're not giving them up, but in our household we have decided that they don't work on the grown-ups).