Jacktastic

So I've been teaching my son that its a good idea to go shopping with mommy so we can see what she looks at and get her something she wants. It's a great little game we play so he gets things for her she wants, not things for himself (he's 7). At a party, during a discussion about Mayan Apocalypse/zombie attack I told my friend I didn't have a chainsaw (I'm a renter). Well you know who heard it, and insisted its what I really wanted. So the Mrs got me a chainsaw. All I need is some downed trees.

I remember being told once that simply having malpractice insurance, makes you vulnerable as a deep pocket. It's still my precluding fear.