power of the rawk

I forgot to mention something in my last blog entry. When Ilona and I were on our way to see "Sky High" a couple days ago we cut through a McD's (you decide what the D stands for) parking lot. We just happened to be sing/screaming a David Bowie song out the window while driving along. Three teenage boys ran at us screaming like we were Elvis and they were housewives in a doublewide. They flashed us, jumping up and down hollering. What could they do, after all, we were summoning the power of the RAWK! SO, what did we do? RAWKD HARDER!