Without gnats. Gnasty.

The word of the day is: United

I felt like the Viking helmet needed a little modification after this week.

Let me tell ya’.

Balancing that hand on top of that helmet using only one tiny piece of duct tape long enough for me to get that shot was an exercise in patience.

I think I’m just going to spend the weekend blowing leaves into piles around the property.

And then running over those piles with my lawnmower.

Like all weekend.

I’ll take breaks whenever it strikes my fancy.

And read some comics.

Maybe eat some cookies, too.

It’s definitely gonna be a recovery weekend.

I’m physically, mentally, emotionally, metaphysically, chronologically, and organically wiped the fuck out.

On that note, I’m gonna make another pot of coffee and enjoy some comics.

See ya’ tomorrow.

More soon. ~SC