… except non-blogging excuses about how busy I am this week, and this totally random conversation that occurred in the van the other day while listening to the oldies station:
Christopher: What’s this song about, Mom?
Me: It’s about a guy who’s been through the desert on a horse with no name. Personally, if I spent that kind of time with a horse, I’d give it a name.
Christopher: I’d name it Buck.