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I understand there is an extreme minority of readers who also read whylawyerssuck.blogspot.com that also read this site, but I would like to contribute to her T.I.T. on Virginia. Why does VA suck, because they don't know how to pave roads and use street signs.

I pass this intersection EVERY DAY while dropping off Gavin to school and it just baffle the mind on what idiot person create this section of hell.

As you can see from the picture below, I'm at a stoplight where if I turn left I would be heading on 29 South.


But if we take a closer look to the navigation direction that is displayed on my rear view mirror I'm heading north. My 2nd grade geography told me that North and South are about 180 degrees apart... WTF is a left hand turn telling me that I would be heading south?


Also, why the hell do I see two lights when there is only one lane for this intersection that I'm taking this picture? You would think that two lights would imply that there were two different lanes and that a car would be sitting either left or right of a solid white line, but you would be wrong.

And finally, what in (Sugar Honey, and Ice Tea) name was the genius to stake a "Do Not Enter" sign behind the GIANT F'ING LIGHT POLL, where if you were dumb/talented enough to turn into this one lane hell hole of a off ramp intersection would would never be able to see in the first place. VA roads suck!

• Toddler Friendship is fragile. Today while driving home from school Gavin told me "Andre is not my friend". A little concerned on what may have happened to destroy an young boys friendship, I inquire what happened? The response, "Andre has four worms".
  
  
  
  Buddy, having worms is nothing to brag about and I'm sure there is some penicillin that can cure that right up.
  
  
  Wondering if there was a "He has more than me..." issue I asked how many worms did Gavin have. He replied with "Andre not share". Ok, still buddy it's worms and this is nothing to throw away a good friendship.
  
• Toddler Dictionary is Dynamic. In order to provide a good house environment for Cooper to learn new words, we constantly remind Gavin that he needs to use words vs. imitating Cooper (who imitates Gavin starting a vicious cycle). During dinner Gavin is going on "Da Da Da Da Da Da Da Da Da Da Da Da Da Da Da"!!!! "Gavin!", I exclaim, "we use words to talk with Cooper, what word is that?". "DADA", he replies.

• Shapes have taste. I know Colleen is working on "Quirky things about herself" post, but it has been too long since she has been tasked to provide that article so I'm going to help. Exclude some of her funny little OCD quirks like she can only eat M&Ms that are in pairs AND the same color (it hurts doesn't it, don't try to understand), but apparently angle hair pasta tastes better than rotini. Yes shapes have enhanced taste. We are talking about the end product when you boil little starch substances in water, not the actual combination of noodles, sauce, meat, and some Parmesan cheese (a.k.a spaghetti vs. lasagna).

This week is brought to you by the letter M. I had to split this into two pictures to ensure that someone received the proper respect they deserved and be featured all by herself.

Tonight Gavin and I went to watch the Rocknoceros concert while Cooper and Colleen were getting ready for bed. The outdoor concert started around 7:15 at a small village center near one of dozen grocery stores around this area.

Gavin was really excited at first as we stepped out of the car and started walking to the lawn, but as we slowly approach the crowd... I gained a 30lb ankle bracelet like some prisoner on a chain gang.

Gavin and I found some spots right next to the Zdanowski's to enjoy the music. Gavin was stuck like velcro and watch all the other kids dance and play. It does get a little aggravating to see Gavin's introvertedness debilitate his experiences and social interactions.

It took about a half hour, but Dave finally gave up and picked Gavin up and plopped front and center right before the band next to Ainsley where they held hands for 15 minutes. It was heart melting.


On a evil funny note. There was a point in the show that the band made a little announcement that was very well put that they were concerned about all the little hands touching their wires (musical and electrical). It was put very well, but basically said hey parents... put the booze down and get your kid off our stage! I noticed this situation so I put the point-n-shoot in video mode to capture all the parents grabbing their kids (Mine is still attached to me at this time). What I did not expect to get is the little kid knockdown hit and the angry mother running.


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• Rocknoceros