I just finished looking at the Abercrombie Kids website. This morning CNN was talking about the scandalous swim bikini line...it is marketed to girls as young as seven. I have to admit I was shocked by the removable padding. The frilly top is just as bad. It's designed to make a little bitty girl look like she has breasts. What in the world is wrong with people these days? I can't believe a kid of seven needs a push up with padding. What a disgusting, and tasteless, burden to put on a young girl.

I don't have time to really go into all of the reasons why I am offended and disturbed by the bikini line. All I have time for now is to ask you to go look for yourself. Imagine a little girl wearing that stuff. It is just a bit much in my humble opinion.

www.abercrombiekids.com

I believe little girls should be allowed their innocence. These little padded bikinis definitely send the wrong message. Why does Abercrombie and Fitch have to stoop so low?

Today I am in a huge hurry because Pride of San Juan Coolers, a division of Church Brothers, (Yuma, AZ) made me sit on their dock for 16 hours yesterday. I don't know how distribution can get that messed up, but it does. This time of year growers are preparing to move harvest back up north to the lush Salinas Valley area. They claim this transition period causes chaos and makes for schedule glitches. All I know is if I am 16 hours late for my appointments everybody gets mad at me. That is why I try to do everything on time.

My child is on Skype in the corner of my screen. He is playing a computer game, and I can hear him pounding the keys. We don't talk a lot at times like this, we just enjoy the together time. He looks beautiful tonight, and he is happy with his dad and grandma in our old wreck of a house. Today they made cookies and I felt left out like usual. I miss my home life and all the wonderful mundane little chores and strifes that go along with domestication. My family misses me, but finances and limited opportunity mean I still have to do a lot of trucking.

Well I guess I should get back to work. I promise to write more meaningful and artsy prose later. My mind is tired tonight, and I have many miles to go.

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Spring break was lots of fun, but now it's time to get back to work. That means I will be trucking and writing to all of you from the road. Since I have been home with Frank and Vince, so many strange things have happened to think about. The earthquake in Japan is the most notable. I don't really believe the end of the world is coming, but it's easy to see why people would think so.

Times like these give opportunity to those who wish us harm. Greedy organized religion wishing to exercise power over its followers, politicians looking for votes, and thieves of all description play upon the fears of people who are bewildered by the recent cataclysmic events. Whatever you do, remain a skeptic.

Well this is just a five minute thought before I hit the road. I am already hours late out the door; I was suppose to meet my boss for lunch in San Antonio....hmmm.