Road Trip

So we're traveling through California for nine weeks this summer (suppose I should fill in some gaps between May and August later).  A lot of time in the car, without a DVD player, reminiscent of my youth where we all piled into the back of the family wagon and picked on each other for eight hours until we reached Maine and frayed every last nerve in my dad's arsenal.  Surprisingly the kids have been alright, goofing around with their Auto Bingo cards and playing Yahtzee on the Kindle.  But the inevitable wrestling started one long afternoon between Yosemite and Lake Tahoe with Bo in between Redd and Mason in the back seat.  As his brothers are beating lightly on him, Bo says, "I feel like Odysseus going between Scylla and Charybdis."  To which Mason replies, "You should feel like Caesar, getting stabbed 25 times."