So the nice thing about kendo is if you stay with it long enough you get to bring your son and he gets to look all awkward with no coordination and barely developed muscles, and yet the eventual ability to kick your agingness. It's a nice sort of contintuity.

Meanwhile, I am deeply sad that I don't have even basic cable, as this precludes me from watching the new Iron Chef America, though of course it can't possibly be as good as the original, not unless they badly dub everything--Alric has broken no one's heart in this world more than when he told me that Chairman Kaga was just an actor. No one can possibly match Michiba Roksaburu or Sakai Hiroyuki. Those Japanese sure know how to push something until perfection.