And maybe somebody to drive the Ferrari.

Happy Friday you Dinguses. Or would it be Dingi. Hrm. . .

This morning. I hate all of you that have technology at your fingertips. Can’t a brother just get some sleep, at least until the alarm on the iPad goes off? Answer: no. Only reason that I don’t turn on the the “do not disturb” business is because my boss keeps strange hours and sends me messages that are relevant to my day’s work. He did not message me this morning, you did. And you know who you are.

But who cares! It is Friday. And not just any Friday either. It is Hobbit day mahfuggas. We’ll count that as my article this week. If you’d care to read it, please click here: I’m not even supposed to be on an adventure! If you wouldn’t care to read it click here: Not as good as Queen of the Elves.

In addition to that exciting business, and in the spirit of adventurers on a quest, I’ve added the next episode of the Pathfinders. Sammy G needed pickles.

Last night, after the bank for Jesus and the letterpress work, I unwittingly had a crap ton of people at my house. Five of which had never been here. So. . .

Gaybis.

LuLu.

Orchard Judy.

SIO.

YoYo.

Having people over is a lot of work. If I am going to do that much work, I’d rather make paper snowflakes.

Also, Deinonychus finally made a Wine Thursday (aka Slursday) post. Sort of. Be sure to check it out.

All right. That is all I have for you today. Go see the Hobbit. And have a good weekend. More soon. ~SC