I have very distinct ideas of how I want to raise my child.

The bulk of which can be summed up by the $30 I spent in DVDs today, containing FIVE Dr. Seuss/Chuck Jones cartoons that I grew up with, my favorite being The Lorax. Enjoy.

(Really, for Steve. It’ll be his ass in line to get one.)

Is it just me, or is this terrifying?

This scares the shit out of me.  Nuff said.