T to J: If only I had something to say

Oh how I'd like to tell you about the trip to Kansas this past weekend, to visit Dave's grandmother and her husband. The sights, sounds, ex-life insurance salesman salesmanship. The heat, photos, passive-aggressive remarks, tidbits of genuinely interesting family history hidden in the mists. The dog who lives outside.

But I can't, because for one thing I just don't seem to want to write anything. I'm too lazy and all I want to do is read. And 2, I'm hauling ass to get my work done because we leave on vacation Saturday morning.

We went sheepherding today. I got bitten by a bee or something. Shannon put meat tenderizer on it and it feels much better.

Checklist item #10: Mentally alert (try reading).

Oh, one thing: I just got an email for "Red Lobster versus Olive Garden!" As I deleted it, I thought of the old Quisp versus Quake thing from my childhood. Did you guys have Quisp and Quake?

--T.