Morning, Reppers.
Bry, like kids screaming and throwing a fit in public? Maybe coddling has been the trend for a few decades ... I don't know. Still makes me want to take them outside and give them a few good whacks on the butt with the business end of a brush ... or whatever's to hand. The parents, not the kids. They choose the quick and easy fix, and give them what they want, and create a lifetime of problems for the kid.
I've got a sister-in-law whose filter is all but failing. She can definitely be entertaining, but I can only take her in small doses. Just too much cynicism for me.
I probably won't be back til later tonight. We're going to be taking my dad's ashes to their final resting place. I guess it's kind of like a final good bye.
Ah, that's hard, Nate. I hope you can celebrate his life as well as mourn his death. Life is a cycle, and everything that dies must first live (I stole that from Bruce Cockburn). He is there in your heart. The ashes are the remnants of an empty vessel.
A big virtual hug for you.
And thanks for not calling me a crotchety old woman...