At the tail end of my first marriage, when everything was winding down and the end was imminent, the kids went with their mom on vacation, and for the first time, I was home alone for the longest time I had ever been alone. It dawned on me that was what life was going to be like when I became single and the kids aren't around. I can do anything I wanted. ANYTHING I wanted. So I turned on the T.V. and thought about what crazy, violent debauchery I could find to watch. After a few minutes of searching, I gave up and ended up getting out my DVDs and had a PIXAR marathon. In the end, I probably had more fun that way.