when the cat’s away
August 21, 2010 Leave a comment
This mouse will work, apparently.
Dropped wife and son off at the airport.
What does a temporary bachelor’s newly liberated afternoon look like?
Do I voice dial the escort service on the drive back from the airport?
Do I mix afternoon cocktails when I get home?
Run with scissors?
Apparently, I sit down and work for a few hours.
Maybe this evening will see more debauchery.
Meanwhile, here’s how lax airplane security has gotten:
Photo tweeted by his mother en route