He's so sad.

Emily's Box of Teeth.

A happy little shadowbox of her past parts.

"I'm a hero, DANG IT!"

I forgot to mention, as Austin lay squirming on the ground after the fall, his cousin, Jacob Cox, was first on the scene with help. Go TEAM COX! Thanks, buddy!

I wanna be a cowboy, bay bee!

Well, I think Austin has now paid some dues.

A nice afternoon horse ride turned into a really short trip into a barbed wire fence. The mare Austin was riding freaked out and tossed him head first into the fence. Billy Ann got him all cleaned up and I rushed him to the doctor. They sent him right on to a plastic surgeon. When he left, he was wearing 28 stitches on his face, 5 on the back of his neck and 1 on his shoulder.

He took it like a champ! His mother and I did not.

I'm not so terrific.

Yesterday, I watched I Like Killing Flies, a documentary about Kenny Shopsin's Greenwich Village restaurant. Great look into his family's world. They all look terrible. The place is filthy. The food looks GREAT! If you're not a regular, or a close friend of a regular, Kenny will throw you out for not knowing the rules. In the final scene, Kenny give his "half baked philosophy" of life.

Be warned: Kenny's language is not appropriate for kids, but his message is wonderful.