Salt Castings

Noah’s sixth birthday was a complete blowout.  Dawn invited his entire kindergarten class.  20+ kids, a bouncy house in the driveway and enough cake and ice cream to hop up the entire state.  He was over the moon.  We were exhausted.  Among the gifts was the modern-day equivalent of a sea monkeys kit, a giant foam frisbie thing and a way cool magic kit.  Oh, and a Red Rider BB gun.  Yeah. 

Two birthdays down, two more to go.  I can hardly wait for March.

Yeah, you, the red rock crab who clamped down on my finger this morning after we let you and your friends go.  Couldn’t just scurry away like the others, could you?  The rest of your buddies came home to jump in our hot tub, then joined a couple of boiled eggs and some thousand island for a Louis salad Saturday night.  How ’bout them apples?

From the June 24, 2008, edition of the NY Times:

“It has always interested me that the word ‘credit’ comes from the word ‘credere,’ which means ‘to believe.’” Mr. Wolfe said.  “It only works if people believe in it.”  He’s right, of course: one reason the credit markets have tanked is that people don’t believe anymore.

     – Tom Wolfe, author of Bonfire of the Vanities, excerpted from “A ‘Bonfire’ Returns as Heartburn