Had a joyful reunion with the pups and immediately took a nap with Lily and braced myself for the storm. It’s Homecoming weekend here, and I have about fifteen 45-50 year old alums drinking like they are teenagers. They are currently holding a rager in my living room, kitchen, and back porch, and I’m hiding in the office with Lily and Steve. I must look like complete hell because when I told them to just do whatever they want but not expect me to participate tonight, and they are actually respecting that request.
It was 100 when I left Vegas this morning and it is now 50 and raining, so I imagine I will be sick as hell by Sunday. Talk to you all tomorrow.