Scarred for Life

From the "Dear God, that's years of therapy right there" files...

There's been a little thing going around the web-o-sphere the past few weeks. Most of you have probably seen it:

Who is that with Jeremy? Cute. Take pictures of your kid with famous people and them publish them online. Awww. That's so cute!

HELLO??? WHAT WERE YOU THINKING?!

No good can come of that! You have just scarred your child for life. And you'll get stuck with the therapy bill! Why?

Exhibit A:
Who is that eating Jeremy?

warning: if photoshopped images of people eating babies makes you a tad squeamish, you might want to just skip this link)

In other news:
For those of you on the edge of your seats... I don't have time to do the weekend report this morning - I have to head in to LA for a press check which should take up the entire day and too much gasoline while I sit in traffic and curse. Going in isn't the problem, it's coming home. By my estimate I should be finished and ready to get back on the road around, oh say 3:30 - 4:00.

Shoot me. There isn't a worse time to get on the 10 eastbound. Solo. No diamond lane for me. Just shoot me now.