But I don’t know anything pork that.

That’s literally what my notes for today say. I was a little tired when I made them, I suppose.

I just suspect that Gary’s mom’s head is about to wind up atop a robo-golem that wears a pink muumuu.

Gravy covered noodles kill witches.

(shakes head back and forth very quickly)

As you saw in yesterday’s post, we talked about Pathfinder most of the day. This was what the board looked like last night when we finally went to bed:

At some point we ate Mexican food and watched this:

It was good.

I need some sunlight. I’ve gotta go take Dave to work. More soon. ~SC