N is for nothing, which is what I got.
Just me and Sgt Puddle and Vinnie The Bagman (his new mafia name) eating pizza and telling bad jokes and acting the fool which is pretty much normal for us.
About the only thing out of the ordinary was one odd phone call:
"Raccoon City Correctional Center!"
"Yeah. Do you have a car for sale?"
"No Ma'am. This is a prison."
"Yes, Ma'am. Raccoon City Correctional Center."
"Oh! I'm sorry. Umm... Do you have a car for sale?"
"No, Ma'am, I don't."
And we wonder why the prison population keeps increasing.
Wednesday is going to be Evaluate Your Life Day. Hmmm... Maybe I shouldn't. It's also going to be Hagfish Day (really?) and Medical Assistants Recognition Day.
Break out the decorations!
Dogs, calves, and coats - *Next Tuesday our yearling Holstein steers will be butchered, one for the oldest grandson and his wife (they've paid for theirs, including all expenses), a...
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