For whatever reason, the quixotic nature of the AT&T 3G network failed to allow me access the whole time we were at the Magic Kingdom. This is not the first such time this has happened, only the most public. I love my iPhone. I hate the AT&T network. On balance it all works out. After all, every cell service has its problems. AT&T’s, however, are more frustrating due to their chest-pounding claims of having the fewest dropped calls. Woulsnt that be great? If only we could all get the AT&T advertised on TV, instead of the call-dropping, data-blocking, text-delaying one with which my phone connects–or doesn’t. Ahhh. I’m better now. Venting complete.

If the weather looks perfect, that’s because it is. We are having comfortable days and cool nights. Kate complained about the cold last night and I reminded her we air condition the car colder than this.

Zuzu picked this one, everyone else panned it afterward. If you come here, skip it. Yawner. Don’t tell Zuzu, though. She loved it.

John asked if this was a scary thought for me. Nope, not at all. “Only Eagle Scouts get to drive before they’re 18, John.” Maybe that has something to do with his new interest in scouting lately… (Okay, it scares the daylights out of me. Not that he’ll be driving, but knowing his flight from home is that close.)

Exiting Test Track we came upon this subtle reminder that an icy coke might hit the spot.