Muddied

Notice anything amiss on this "Zombieland" DVD case?

I'll tell you: there's mud on Love Interest's(tm) chainsaw. Mud? Not blood?? WTF? You're in a supposed zombie apocalypse, your chainsaw should be bloody, not muddy. One of many complaints I have about that movie -- like its faux edge and romantic comedy core. Weak. Lame. MUD.

Pop(sicle) Culture

One thing I wondered, which is nicely topical with the holiday  -- I picked up the boys Bomb Pops at the Zoo, those really nice, chunky ones they tend to sell, and it bothers me that I can never find the GOOD Bomb Pops in retail places -- only at Zoos and amusement parks and with independent retailers can one seem to find the good ones. You know the ones that I mean -- thick, delicious, chunky Bomb Pops. The one above is the standard issue one, but there are wide ones, and big ones, and they're wonderful. But not readily available to everyday folks. Why? Why can't I get the GOOD Bomb Pops? They are, next to banana popsicles, my favorite quiescently frozen confection. I don't like not being able to find the good ones.

Da Bomb

I had the boys most of yesterday (well, nearly all of yesterday). Took'em to the playground, then to the Zoo, where there Nature Boardwalk has finally been opened. It looks great (I snapped lots of pix, no worries; will post'em when I've got a moment), although the greenery needs to grow in fully -- it'll be zeroscaped, like native flora to fill up the area. But it looks wonderful already, and the boys loved it.

Took the boys to the fireworks last night, which they enjoyed, although they really enjoyed just being out at night and running around on the beach, wearing glow necklaces. Very cute! I started to feel ill while out there, and, sure enough, got stomach flu, which kept me up most of the night. B1 got it this morning, the poor guy.

I'm sipping on a 7-Up right now. Had to! I've held out for hours and hours and hours.