As soon as I publish this post I am walking out the door and heading to the airport. You kids have fun this weekend but play nice. I don't want to come back to stories about what so-and-so did to whoozle. I am going away to relax and I don't want you to harsing my mellow the minute I get home, k?
As further evidence of my laziness, the MIKE poster hung in my apartment from Mardi Gras into deep summer.