What a disaster.
So Monday night, I came back from a business trip only to find that I lost my keys. Maybe I’ll tell the whole story later, but in short, I saw Sworn Enemy much more than usual (who was very helpful!), got more than I bargained for walking to a bus stop, and realized how nice it is living within walking distance of Houston’s light rail system. And now I’m sick.
Make sure to have spare keys! It was a lifesaver for me.
I see that letting the eggs take care of the blog was a disaster.
Mr. E (C+): He wasn’t supposed to say that the Monday Fighter! wasn’t funny, but learning that his wife enjoys getting spanked was an unexpected bonus.
Egg Fu Yung (D-): He did no work. But he did have a comment countering the Mascot’s inanity.
Mascot (F-): He denigrated Jerry Hanken’s memory, insulted Dino Mom, and threatened to beat me up. Here’s the rule about making fun of dead people one day after they die: the joke has to be funny.