The Karate Kid

Forgive me while I pause, for a moment, from reviewing movies and whipping you into a frenzy of excitement over my various comic book projects and simply take on the role of a proud father.

On Friday evening my four year old son, Zak, had his first ever Karate lesson at a local dojo. He loved it. I have never seen him enjoy himself more in his entire four years of life. I loved watching him, it was such a wonderful feeling. At one point during the lesson he stuck his hand up in the air and waited for sensei to call on him. "Yes, Zak, what would you like to say?" His simple, but exuberant reply was, "This is REALLY cool!" He followed all the moves as best he could and paid close attention to the teacher for...well...most of the lesson. He is only four, after all! On the way home he asked me to help him learn to count in Japanese.

It's hard to explain just how this one short hour spent with my son made me feel. I guess...like a dad. What more can you ask for?

You can rest assured that as soon as that white belt gets a red stripe added to it, I'll be posting a fresh picture of my little Karate Kid up on this site. So...my apologies to those of you who come here for the reviews....for those of you who are interested in comics or 3D art...or for the many of you who blunder in here in search of a Fan Club for Skander Keynes...you'll just have to indulge me every once in a while. At least until he reaches 8th Dan....