Now, the good news this week is ... youngest son is here.

As opposed to Phoenix, where he had planned to be for this week. We were worried enough about his trip to Denver for a big concert, but then to continue on for an all-night marathon of interstate driving to visit friends in that Arizona city...

Well, we were worried.

But his partner in this trip lost two of the days he had free, which kinda negated the whole point of such a long drive to and from Phoenix. So, while we didn't say so, we were relieved the Arizona part of the trip was canceled. Even more so when reading about the record heat wave beating down on that city (116 degrees? That's cooking temperatures, not environmental.)

Denver was bad enough, him having never driven in any place so big and crowded (and yeah, they got lost coming back).

But they wisely crashed at a relative's home on the drive back, and he was even kind enough to call to let us know.

Before midnight, even.

And he returned with souvenirs, nearly all of his favorite band. The prize being an autographed CD, but also a couple t-shirts (of course).

We naturally liked the celtic one best:

And the inked dragon (nearly worn off, now) was enviably cool:

But the little maskless heeler seemed to have an affinity for the other t-shirt: