My son (not quite 13 years old) turned to me the other day and said, “Dad? I’m playing the ‘Slate’ Angry Game.” I had never heard of the SAG, but once he explained it, I was overwhelmed by nostalgia. The SAG, it turns out, is a modern version of the old “Atlanta Journal-Constitution” Editorial page Angry Game I played as a boy.
Great afternoon with in laws and cousins. Lexington is a fun town. I still detest the Max and Ruby books, they aren’t as loathsome as Caillou (worst whiny brat ever), but not nearly as good as “10 apples up on top.”