Bear in mind we don't live in San Francisco, Silicon Valley, or even a remotely proximate area code.

Mouthing off

My son — who's five — and I happened to sit down next to John Remy the other day at the yogurt shop. John (who writes a very thoughtful blog) was on his laptop, on Twitter (@johnremy), which my son apparently/instantly recognized. His opening conversational salvo? "Do you know my mom on Facebook?"

It's possible we should get out more.