Potatoooooooes.

So I fired Phill's potato cannon today. Okay, okay. It was fun.

Actually, there was a golfer in the park (we used the big field near St. Francis in Cunningham Park) who was quite interested in what we were doing, so we explained how it was working and such. Just a little deodorant can launch a potato (or apple, Guillermo! We used Granny Smiths!) pretty far, and pretty high. Physics can be fun, kids!

All eighth grade science (and maybe math) classes should include potato cannons.

I'm still not getting on the motorcycle. But excuse me, I've got a skirt to tailor in the meantime.