So, we have an outdoor couch for our backyard patio. And it's arguably one of the best purchases we've ever made. It's exactly what it sounds like. You can fully stretch out, while enjoying the sun and the breeze. It's one step away from the comfort of a bed. Except, a couch back offers the privacy that a bed simply can not. So, my new idea is an Adult Outdoor Crib. Sleep, read and chill in the beautiful outdoors, in perfect comfort and in perfect privacy. This can't miss.

Since we haven't talked about George Clooney in a couple days, I thought I'd use him in an analogy today. Often, people act incredulous about our religious divisions in the world, claiming, "We're all worshiping the same god anyway, no matter what we call him/her/it." Here's my problem with that statement. You know George Clooney, right? The Hollywood actor. Silver hair. Paraplegic. Was in Oceans 11. Asian. Hates gay people. We can all believe in "George Clooney." But the man I described isn't him, even though we call him the same thing.