After a hard day of freelance journalizing (interviews, research, more assignments, deadlines looming....aaargh, I love it!); plus Thai basil-chicken-veggie green curry-making for lunch; picking up #1 offspring at school; snacktime with both kids at a local coffeehouse; then back home to "briefly" edit blog (obsessive-compulsive disorder); and finally a frenetic ethnic shopping excursion in Burien for dinner......before still more paid work, blogging and charring of tasty animal flesh over fire......
...There's nothing like getting to some open space and smacking down hard on a STOMP ROCKET.
Thanks to grandparents B&C from Max and our whole family for this great birthday gift. We went to the park and stomped up (er, down) a storm, before the, ah, storm. And wowiezowie, those babies DO fly.
You can build your own stomp rocket....and record the results all scientific-like, if you want. But I say, just buy the turnkey version (first link above).
In a world where we surrender more and more control daily, it's hard to top propelling a mini-rocket into the stratosphere (well, almost) with a well-placed stomp.
What you want to happen, happens -- and it is most pleasing to behold.
(P.S. Hat tip also to GPs MnM for Max's classy shirt and sweater, and model kit -- you're wunnerful, wunnerful).
Posted by Matt Rosenberg at September 10, 2004 10:39 PM
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