No concert for me. Paul and David decided to play D&D. I tried calling Bryan McQuillan to see if he'd go, but he wasn't up for it on such short notice...although we did end up talking for over two hours. He thanked me for saving his life. Not enough of my friends have thanked me for saving their life. I hope they're all able to do so before it's too late.
I made the pizzaghetti for supper, which I prefer to call spaghizza. Sophie greatly enjoyed it, but she'll enjoy anything with enough parmesan cheese on it. Sam and Tieraney didn't get into it, but I didn't expect them too. Sometimes, Hiner gots to cook for his own self, know what I mean?
Seven yard pass.
Life's ball. 2nd and 3 on my 33.
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