I don't have a whole lot to blog about at the moment, I'm a little wound up at the present.  Nothing horrible, it's just hard to reflect on stuff.  However, I do bring you this humorous interlude as heard at my house:


Jack: "My knee hurts today."
Dad: "Does it feel like little people are moving around in it?"
Jack: "Yes, and they are trying to cause a revolt against me with other body parts."
Dad: "Is it your left knee?"
Jack: "It's my right."
Dad: "Well, then, it's probably not a Communist revolt going on there."






Wait for it.




Wait for it.










Did you get it?!  Oh, Dad.