Happy Birthday Verilon!
Still one of the dearest people in the world to me, for all we rarely talk, I miss you, you crazy boy.
Today it is a little miserable outside. But that's OK cause we're going to the Aquarium. I've already seen Sue and Lucy and the roof of a building that serves alcomoholic Slush Puppies. And it is good.
I still can't get used to having to open Gar's cupboards by trying to grab the side of the doors, though. How do you remember which way they open?
Meh. I don't care, I'm in Chicago!