Train up a child in the way he should go, part 6

Renae woke up feeling pretty sick today, so I stayed home to look after the boys. Thankfully, Simon was able to cover for me. (He’s always been pretty skilled with the MacBook.)

Renae woke up feeling pretty sick today, so I stayed home to look after the boys. Thankfully, Simon was able to cover for me. (He’s always been pretty skilled with the MacBook.)
My three-year-old reveals his secret ThunderCats heritage.
On a related note: I wasn’t a huge ThunderCats fan growing up—I was more of a SilverHawks man—but a ThunderCats remake could be pretty cool, if the recently released artwork is any indication.

Simon supplies the riffs while I lay down the beats.
Ian rocks out to the opening credits of Scott Pilgrim vs. The World... and then getting distracted by a ball (view full-size).

I’ve received a lot of band photos in a lot of press kits over the years, and sorry PR companies: this photo beats them all.

Listen son, I know you’re really excited about your music, but if you want to get the girls, you’ll need to be moody and angsty. Girls love moody and angsty. (That’s how I got your mom.)

Much better.