Dad went gray before he was 30. He may have been 28 when his hair became more salt than pepper. I used to tease him. Old man, I called him. I always asked if it was snowing, then pointed to his white crown. He told me that there was gray in my future, because I have his hair. The life of the party.

The overdressed traveler betrays more interest in being seen than in seeing, while the true traveler knows that the novel world about her serves as the most appropriate accessory. Tuesday, March 29, 2011. For those of you who are not fluent in twin speak, I have translated the above video for you. I suggest you first watch the video and then read the translation so you can truly understand the importance of this groundbreaking look into the mind of babies. Just go with me on this.

My crazy thoughts about life,sports,finances,relationships,music,politics and anything else I deem worthy of writing about. Wednesday, March 28, 2012. Ninety days of me! I guess I run in three month increments.