Good people!
I don't have much time, but wanted to post a couple of photos!

I really like this one.

A consumer product design STUDENT (not professional) has come up with a novel and innovative solution to an old and constant problem.

Daniel Sheridan volunteered at a school on a Kenyan island last summer. While there, he was inspired by watching the children there. They played with such energy and vibrancy that he marveled at the thought of what could be done if that energy could somehow be harnessed.

He ruminated on the idea of harnessing the power of play for a while, and finally alit on the idea of playground equipment - the see-saw.

The see-saw he designed is wired to a storage unit. Just 5-10 minutes of see-sawing can generate enough energy to light a classroom for an entire evening. This could make a HUGE impact in many communities. Currently many schools in Africa open their doors to adults in the evening. Without electricity, the classrooms are lit with candles and kerosene lamps. Imagine the impact this could have.

I've toyed with a similar idea, myself. Only my idea isn't quite as sophisticated. I've imagined just setting a huge hamster wheel up behind the house and letting my child (or dog, or friend, or stranger, or anyone who needs exercise, for that matter) just get on there and go bananas. Like I said, a bit primitive compared to Daniel's see-saw.

Know What I'm Sayin'??

This is NOT a pity party. More of a ranting session.

So...this evening, I'm bopping down the stairs going to get my frozen pizza out of the oven, right? Okay. I'm pretty much at the bottom of the stairs, and all of a sudden, I'm on the floor, like 10 feet away.

I fell. It was nasty. It reminded me of a "yard sale" when you're skiing, only there were no skis involved.

What's more, my ankle hurt(s). Hurts like hell. My 9 months pregnant wife upstairs hears me fall. Of course, I HAVE yell up to her that I'm fine, but I'm really not. This isn't going to be pretty.

That was at 6something this evening. It's now after 1am. There is still lots of pain. And lots of swelling. I've got this knot about the size of a tennis ball on the outside of my ankle, and I'm pretty pissed about it.

I've got the guy that did this construction project in the house coming tomorrow to finish up, and I won't be able to help at all. This baby could be born any minute, and I can't even carry Mrs. Mau's bags to the car.

I'm wishing I had something a little stronger than Tylenol.

Not good. Not good at all. Mau is NOT happy. And I'm ALWAYS happy. But not now. Right now, I'm pissed. I'm crabby. Obstinate. Grumpy.

There you have it.

Just call me Mr. Grump Grumps.

Bah Humbug.

You know what I'm sayin'.