Were you ever a kid? I was. I remember being told to use my imagination or it would wither and die. Pencils became rocket ships soaring through the darkling skies to the volleyball satellite where the evil moss people were holding Princess Pouty Lips prisoner and it was up to you, Captain Dirk Studly, to save her. Or, maybe, as a little girl you imagined yourself as a powerful Queen ruling your lands with a firm, but fair, hand and drinking tea with other Queens until you met King Clean-Cut and held hands beneath the oh-so-romantic moon. Oh, c'mon, you were a kid, all of the other stuff Queens and Kings might do wasn't even on your radar. If … [Read more...]