Vacation is not for Weenies

We went on vacation this week, and I'll fill you in on those juicy details another time. After 15 hours on the road yesterday and 4 more today, my brain is too fried to recall much of the last several days. Anyone who has ever driven I70 between Denver, Colorado and Salina, Kansas knows what I mean. On top of that, I have now heard every Thomas the Tank Engine DVD in our collection so many times that the voices inside my head echo the narratives of George Carlin and Alec Baldwin. Every time I start to dose off, Sir Topham Hatt scolds me, "Carla, you are causing confusion and delay! Only really useful engines get a washdown at the end of the day. Now, go to your shed and think about how you can improve." Then a fog horn sounds and awakens me.

You know, those stories would be so much funnier if they let George Carlin tell them in his own words.