observed:
June 23, 2010

A Google image search for �Busy Mom� returns at least half-a-dozen images of a woman juggling some combination of stove, ironing board, ringing phone, baby, vacuum cleaner, pink-collar job, and pet.

A Google image search for �Busy Dad� returns a glass of whiskey, a hi-def television, and paparazzi snaps of various celebrity fathers with their offspring.

Still got a long way to go here, is all I�m sayin�.

�Oh, he would never reach it! The water seemed to be some living thing, pushing him; driving him back to the shore in spite of himself! His muscles seemed weighted with lead, his sodden clothing dragged upon him mercilessly! Oh, he would never reach her in time--he couldn't!

Then a wild, hot thought flashed through his consciousness, searing it like a flame. Now was no time to say he could not! He must! He must! A life depended on his ability to reach that spot when the girl came to the surface again--if indeed she ever did. Ah, perhaps what he had seen had been the last time. Then he must dive, dive, dive until he found her, even though he lose his own life in the attempt.�