Readers! A special post for you today. I’m writing from the bowels of an auto mechanic shop using my cell phone as my modem! Uber leetnees I know. Our A/C is not functioning and that has to be up and running before we head out to North Carolina or else Wife and I are going to turn into a couple of people-sicles. So I’m waiting for it to be fixed and from the garage next door comes the pummeling of a hammer on metal. As if Thor himself was forging something in the dingy confines of a machine shop. As the beating continues I get more and more panicked that they are doing this to Teyshaun. I start fidgeting and thankfully I glance outside to see Teyshaun sitting serenely in the parking lot.

Close one, readers.