To start, thanks for coming out! It was fun. And if you didn’t come, well, come to the next one. And if you weren’t invited, you should have crashed it. And if you didn’t know about it, you should develop ESP. And if you don’t know where we live, you should also develop ESP.

So here’s the quick run-down of what happened. Daniel showed up like a pirate, LauraAnn showed up with a cake, Lori was too excited to contain herself and kept giggling. Regi stared down Daniel in the stairway (then they said “hey” and everything was cool), Adam died on the way, and Mike and Jenny got there late because they were getting engaged. April and Bill wanted some Pantera, the doughnuts didn’t rise, Adam’s ghost made fun of Lori. And then April fell down the stairs when she was leaving and we all laughed.

Good times, good times. There will be more. We’ll let you know.

Holy Cow, we’re moving this weekend. And it couldn’t be soon enough. This apartment is a bit too cramped at the moment. My current commute to the office is the four floorboards between the bed and the desk, so it will take me longer to get to work seeing as I’ll have to walk across the hall to get to the office. But things like that I’ll be able to deal with over time. Lori however, is going to miss tripping over the monitor at the foot of the bed every morning, I’m sure.

So . . . if you don’t have anything to do next saturday, you can come hang out with us. It’ll be awesome. We’ll both be there, you’ll be there, great times. And if you’ve got the experience or the know how to get sofas around corners (like the one pictured above) then we’ll give you a hug and a pat on the butt too, because you deserve it. Hit us up (that means contact us) if you can help. Much love homies.

What a glorious thing it is, the plunger. What a not so glorious thing it is to remember that you don’t have one. To make it even worse, this latest realization came just moments after the deciding vote to head to bed had been made.

“What? We don’t have a plunger?”, asked Lori.

“No. I never needed one before. I’m a man dang it. Hold on, let me go flush it a few more times.” (more…)