Tom is Away

emailing a dozen people about 2 dozen different things.

can’t believe I missed Karate Dog last night.

i don’t know how i’m gonna live without A/C this summer.

if that freakin kid out back doesn’t stop cackling soon, Im’a haveta get my pellet gun.

more packing after a little bbq

remembering the troops by drinking alcohol and eating cheese.

yelling at dogs, not packing, not writing, not doin nothin but sweating.

catching up on strongbag emails.

JStock924: if it makes you feel any better I thought you’ve been a deadbeat for years

packing. 8 days till i’m officially squatting/deadbeating in a new house.

delaying corgi-cide for at least a day.

buying trash cans, and other excitement.

emailing the people from TLC because I don’t know what the hell’s going on with this TV show.

don’t worry, I’m not writing anything.

i can’t believe I got sunburned in the car yesterday.
I also can’t believe I sat in a 3 mile line because everyone in the city wanted to go to the zoo.

orderin me a laptop.

after a long night marked by 4 dog fights and fat dog snoring as rhythmic as a bass drum, I’m looking into the penalties for corgi-cide.

headin back to the hometown, where hopefully it’s not as hot.

mourning Ironhead Heyward. And waiting to find out if I"m hanging out with Durkin today

Ironhead Heyward is dead!

Imagine the pallbearers at that funeral.