Yeah, I decided not to do a bunch of pictures from Serbia. And instead of changing the title of this post, I thought it would be best to write this explanation. I'm lazy and I have an uncontrollable need to make things more complicated. It's a very conflicted life I lead.
Anyway, Betsy is spending the day at a friend's lake cottage. She and her friends are scrap-booking while the husbands stay home with all of the kids. So, today, the kids had Pop Tarts for breakfast and were introduced to Ren and Stimpy. I'm not a bad father, really, I'm not. But it's raining and Betsy always has tons of activities for the kids to do and I think they get burned-out sometimes. So, every now and then I like to let them lay around and be typical American children. If that means they go to bed a little dumber and a little more likely to contract heart disease or diabetes, so be it.
As I write this, the kids are watching Cloudy With A Chance of Meatballs. I LOVE this movie. It's weird and hilarious. I recently saw another movie that fit this same description. It's a Belgian-made, stop-motion animation with French dialogue called A Town Called Panic. It's frickin' awesome. Watch this review.
Also, don't forget to order your copy of Ferocious Quarterly. All proceeds go to support... the second issue of Ferocious Quarterly. Just buy it. Buy ten. Give one to your mom.
Thank you,
Matt Beers
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