Lassie Wanna be...

After dinner, the puppie was going crazy whining and making herself a general nuisance. After a while, we realized she was trying to communicate ala Lassie. What did she want?

Turns out, Timmy was doing crack with the whores...

Who'da thunk it?

Happy Memorial Day...

To all those who are, have been or someday will be in the armed forces:

Thank you.

I may not always agree with why you have fought or are fighting, but I ALWAYS appreciate the job you do. Your sacrifice, even in times of peace, makes the world a better place and is the strength for which our country and its government can always barter for peace.

So, on this day of remembrance, thank you. Thank you for my freedoms. Thank you for your hard work, effort and many sacrifices. Thank you for being there for our families, our beliefs, our country. Thank you for all the things you do we know about, and all those you aren't allowed or can't tell us about. Thank you, and come home safe soon.

-The Price Crew

Funny how that works...

Youngest was running around the house with handcuffs (no, not fuzzy kind). So, I handcuffed the child, hands behind back and then chased the kid to another room. The child's response?

Youngest: I don't want my hands handcuffed behind me, I want my hand handcuffed to my foot...

So I complied. Unfortunately for the child, it was to the opposite foot,behind the other leg...then I chased the kid to return prior tortures...hehe.

Sometimes, it is good to be the Dad...

Yodilayee-O...

The youngest was singing today. Have I mentioned that our family can't sing? It was very poor quality and led to this loving discourse:

Me: Child, stop that warbling...
Youngest: (Warbling continues)
Me: Child, do you want me to kill you?
Youngest: (Warbling stops)No.(Warbling continues)
Me: (Shouting)CHILD!!!
Youngest: Are you going to kill me?
Mom: Yes, and I'm going to hold you down...
Oldest: And I'm going to be in the background laughing...

Feel the love?

Deetroit Basketball...

If these guys fold to the Cavaliers like the Wings did to the Oilers, I may just have to stop thinking about the former home teams...

I mean, Rip, what was that last second plea for a foul (which never works if you hadn't noticed, say, in any game in your career)? You're supposed to be be a big time, clutch player - take the shot.

Not that it all falls there. Why is Cleveland even in the games? Why are we playing for the last shot from the beginning of the game?

These guys are killing me...