Yesterday evening I made the major sacrafice of going to the computer store [MicroCenter] 🙂  I needed to look at the price of computers to compare to other sources as my mother-in-law is going to be buying a machine soon.  Abby came along so that she could sit in the car with me and talk about buying a recording studio (I keep telling Jessica that since Abby wants one, I should get her one).  As we walked through the computer store I saw an employee messing with a flat panel display.  Then I walked near the employee, Abby trailing behind, and discovered that he was alone for a reason: flatulence.  Abby said to me seconds later, “Daddy, you’re stinky.”  Ha ha ha!