Of Cars and Guitars...

On the Brent front, he's been wildly active lately, working his little ass off to get the truck safetied. Now, it's a stupid fan thing and the e-brake that are making him pull his hair out. Who'd have thunk that a car is considered "unsafe" if the fan fails to work on low and medium, but pumps it out on high?

Yesterday he ripped the heck out of the doors to fix the locks. Derek, sorry you couldn't get out of the back seat that one time... turns out the child safety wasn't just on, it was broken.

And he's spent some time wailing on my brother's guitar, too. We got the kid a cool fire-printed strap and some wicked metal picks for his birthday that Allie thinks Brent's jealous of.

(that's not beer, it's diet coke...)