I"m about to get locked into a mini-van for long stretches of time with two high school students, two pre-schoolers, and a surly mate. Should I actually be able to contact you with a cry for help, send motrin, ex-lax, diet-coke and percoset to an undisclosed location in the moral wilds of so-cal immediately.
May the Goddess have mercy on us all!
(back on Monday. Fucking blogger--it better let me post pictures!)