Spent Tuesday at Six Flags amusement park in New Jersey, as birthday present for son. Last time we went there he was too small for the most exciting rides. Now he is totally qualified. Did ‘em all. Easy favorite: Kingda-ka.

It’s a funny business–ambling round all day eating disgusting, overpriced food, spending hours in line just to be strapped to pieces of machinery that hurl you about, reflecting on how one big terrorist hit would probably put them all out of business overnight. The kids had a good time though, that’s the main thing.