Is back after the unscheduled hiatus, thanks to the loan of Baxt’s camera.
As you can see, Mr. S went on a bit of a bender last night, and is under the impression that he’s going to be sleeping in today. I’m not quite certain what he did that was so strenuous, all things considered, although there was some ominous thumping around four. I’d had a few too many Scrimshaws at that point to really form rational thoughts, but I want you all to know that I held my own at Scrabble just the same, although I don’t have photographic proof due to operator malfunction, but I do have a fascinating series of photographs of feet.
I envy his ability to sleep in, that’s for sure. Some of us actually have to work for a living.
Although it would have been nice to be able to make the bed before I went to work.