Go West, Young Crab...

We're off to Portland for a few days so I'll be taking a well-deserved break from posting. I mean, three posts in a year is an inSANE pace to keep up. I'm sure I'll have all sorts of crazy hijinx to post about upon our return -- tales of run-ins with patchouli-soaked, earlobe-plugged Oregonads, episodes of gastric pandemonium resulting from one too many hemploaf paninis and I'm pretty sure at least one of us will shart on the plane.

In the meantime, chew on this: I took Mr. Z to his cross-country physical yesterday and the doc filled us in on his growth stats since his last physical, two years ago. In 24 months the boy has grown eight (8) inches and gained 50 pounds. So you can better visualize this, here are a couple of equivalents...

He's this much heavier...

... and this much taller...

I don't know just what that means but now I'm hungry, so I'm gonna go make a muskie sub.