Libby forgot her swimsuit last

Libby forgot her swimsuit last weekend so she didn't get to go in the hot tub. Fortunately for me, Keith was willing to keep me company. I'm the one in the stocking cap.

I'm a seasonal hat guy. In the summer, I'm all about the visor. Nothing beats them for all around comfort and sunblocking ability. In the winter, I turn to my trusty stocking cap to provide stylish warmth. Some people tell me I look like a thug when I wear one, but they must not be looking very close because I'm clearly just a dork.

On a non-hat note, Dave Barry has a blog now. I love that dude.

On a wimpy-but-still-cute note, Libby had to use some sort of IcyHot product on her arms tonight after shoveling the driveway this morning.