A Theory On Kids, Kooks, and Karma

Life is tough. My life is the stuff movies could be made of. I'm not talking about one of those Lifetime feel good movies. I'm talking about a National Lampoon style Griswolds in the flesh type movie. Each day brings me a little closer to a full blown ulcer and the sweet oblivion of a severe nervous breakdown. Thankfully I was blessed with a sense of humor and a family that forgets I live with them until they run out of clean underwear, which has allowed me to keep my sanity for another day or two at least.