In happy news, I played Risk for the first time in many many years on Sunday night with the fam (well, Dad, H and S… Jen and Mom bowed out to discuss fabric). I documented the carnage with the digital camera, and will post a report later today (unless things get busy).
My favorite non-uncle uncle is retiring from his column @ Salon.com. This saddens me, as it was always well written, funny, and provided some more insight into a man I only knew through the radio. As I said before, he’s the kind of man I want as an uncle. He sounds like a guy you could call with problems you can’t talk to your parents about. He sounds like a guy you’d want to have dinner with, or have along on a campout. I’ll miss his column.