It's good to step back from my blogging duties every now and then, and not have to think about something to write about. But I have to wonder what the deal was with that numbskull who was caught with two unconscious children in the back seat the other day. He was apparently stopped because he was swerving on the road. The cop finds the kids, and he's taken to the pokey to pose crying for his mugshot. Amazing what happens when you're home re-organizing your CDs.