Forgotten Laundry

Forgetting the laundry means I'm sitting here half-naked waiting for my pants to finish in the dryer.

On another note, stage one of moving around at work went well. Now onto stage two.

I'm also looking for a corncob pipe. It'll be part of my farmer Bob Halloween costume! Helen and I are going to get some bales of hay and spread them around the drive way. We'll pull our rockers up from the back and sit back and relax while giving out candy to the kids/adults/aliens. It should be fun.

--Donald