We went to see Betty and Tom last night. This is Tom wth their new dog, Gonzo. He's a pug and just a perfect little lap dog. He lolls on your lap like a fur blanket and he purrs and snorts when you scratch behind his ears. Those buggy little eyes roll back in his head with pleasure. He has made Tom and Betty's life fairly miserable...in and out, chewing shoes, and disagreement about training methods. Tom said he loves his wife and he loves his dog, but one of them has to go. I think he's kidding. Aside from gushing over the puppy, we had a wonderful time. Tom's a very good cook and made us a perfect hamburger with grass-fed, organic, free-range beef and fried onions, and a perfect daquiri with fresh limes.
I'm making a trip to my most hated store today...Men R Nerds. That's Menards to those of you who don't know. It's always full of sort of dirty lumber-jack looking men carrying sheetrock and bags of nails. I just want lighbulbs and a toilet seat. Isn't there an easier way to do this?