Today my oldest son made a series of poor choices. At one point, he decided to invoke the name of the universe being against him as being a reason for his resulting difficulties. I thought about all of the adults (myself included) who I’ve known who, instead of choosing a better path, have blamed karma, the universe, God, Satan, mama, daddy, granny, grandpa, the media, the government, the sun, the moon, the stars and the kitchen sink for their poor choices. Instead of getting down to the hard work of consistently making better choices. Kids. Gotta love em.