I IMed this to Kip a little while ago:

I'm still being bitch-slapped by ZIP codes.

That was clearly the first time in the history of the world that anyone used that sentence. I'm so proud.

On the way to work this morning, Andrew had a suggestion.

"Mommy, since gas prices are so expensive, we should move somewhere where they are cheaper," he said.

I told him that they were high everywhere, and he wanted to know why. So I attempted to explain the oil crisis and supply and demand to a 7-year-old.

Well, then, he said, the people who produce the oil should use a machine to do it. I told him they used a lot of machines. He considered that for awhile.

"Then the people who buy the oil should squash them and take the oil," he said.

Anyone up for a squash-and-raid party?