My assertion, boy scout that I once was, stood firmly grounded in some quasi-idealistic notion of shivering in the deep woods, wrapped in a blanket eating a poorly cooked meal from a tin plate around a low fire and nursing a collection of bug bites and sore muscles acquired on the day-long trek from where we left the car and where we eventually pitched our tent. This, of course, was contrasted with current so-called camping experience of playing card games in a heated trailer, drinking microwaved beverages, and occasionally updating our Facebook status on our cell phone…

Blogs evolve — just like monkeys.

I’ve decided to pick some themes and set up something of a “daily column” for the blog.

How does this fit into a skeptical parenting blog? The short answer: skeptical parents have skeptical thoughts, so read on.

…one guy toiling at this alone is hardly a strong voice