I'm not even gonna try to create ironic distance on this one -- this weekend, we're taking the boys to Monster Jam. A tractor-pull. Yes, we're bringing a camera. And a sense of humor. And Guido.

Never thought I'd be signed up for something like this. I blame Bazzukajoe, at least in part. He and Jessica gave the boys Gravedigger and King Krunch for Christmas and they've been playing with them ever since. They're the kind of trucks that you push to start and the back wheels maintain traction for 10 or 20 feet (giving me the opportunity to teach John Paul about the concept of "torque" -- as if he cares). We even built some cool obstacle courses using Lego blocks and sending the trucks rumbling over (am I getting too close to this?).

Anyway, I'm digging out my old rock concert jersies and thinking mullet thoughts. A full report will be posted Sunday night.