This blog is our scrapbook, our time capsule, our collage, our collective journal. We’ll update as we like, write anything we want, and one day, many years from now, when we’re searching in the attic of our hard drives, we’ll look at this, and smile, laugh, cry, and probably give Hamza a noogie to remind him that he’s younger.
And if you folks would like to be there for the ride, strap in, keep your arms and legs inside the car doors at all times, put your tray table up, put your seatback forward, and get ready.
