“Daddy, I have to move my body.”
– Lily, during car ride when we were listening to some exciting music

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You may or not recall or have read about it either here or on the major news networks, but I had my bag stolen off the MSP airport ramp a couple weeks ago.  Bummer.  Having stuff stolen is lame and feels icky and intrusive.  Even weirder, though?  Flipping through the photos you took that day and realizing you caught the guy IN THE VERY ACT OF STEALING YOUR BAG!

(you will have to click on this to full size, then look in the bottom right.  You can clearly see a guy with a blue latex glove reaching down for my bag, the brown thing in the photo.)

(this, believe it or not, narrows the culprit down to an aircraft groomer.  nobody else uses latex gloves; plus, I think he brought down all the trash behind him)

I feel so violated.

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I don’t have a review of this book.  But I would very much like to. Credit to my boss Andy for telling me such a book existed.