It seems that I’ve been there more lately.  Friday I had the honor of picking up the Rioteer and bringing him home with me for a few days.  It was a pleasant surprise but he was demanding and knew everything and his ears are painted on.  They simply do not work.  He’s been this way before and if I didn’t love him so much, I’d be forced to tie him to a chair with a kerchief stuck in his mouth for a half a day just to get him to slow down and SHUT UP! Continue reading The road to Las Vegas →