I went to San Francisco last night on a super secret acquisition mission.
I am happy to report that all went well & I was able to keep all of the secret agents, ninja's, and mother in laws off my tail.
The sinker was fantastic as always & it dawned on me that this is the weekend I got "sinked".
I really want to go to Hot August nights, but Casper is being a crowd-eschewing poopie head. Oh, wait. he's just being his normal grumpy old man self. I'll feed him some chili & he'll be more open to suggestion.
I hope we don't have a run this weekend, I want to try to chill out this weekend.