For my third and probably final post of the day (unless frogs fall from the sky, or PW calls to tell me its time to begin my second career as a lotto winner) is to tell the world that my son is graduating with honors from high school this week. Tonight is his honors banquet. While immensely sad that I cannot be there to watch him accept the honors he has earned over the past 13 years he's kept his nose to the grindstone, I am also bursting with pride. He's grown into an intelligent and thoughtful young man and there is no greater moment in a parent's life than seeing their children succeed where they, themselves have failed. Yes, I'm a geophysicist, no I never graduated from high school. At 12, I ran away to join the circus (fabricate semi trucks in Texas). I'm very grateful my son has not followed in my footsteps.