Behind Door #3

Last night I had the strangest dream I've had in quite awhile. I'll spare you the details but it involved me and a kid I knew from high school who happened to be dressed as Buzz Lightyear escaping from a mob on a slightly deranged version of the Rutgers Campus. That will be the last time I eat pepperoni before bed I guarantee you that.

The old man is back. It took a whopping three minutes for his first complaint. That may be the longest it has ever taken, I'd have to check my records. I'm going to say that's a good sign, except that he'd been complaining all day on the phone. So maybe it just took him three minutes to come up with a new one.

When my phone rang right around six I knew who it was right away, without even looking. I must be psychotic or something. It also meant that I knew what I was doing tonight. I was considering getting myself in a whole other kind of trouble, but apparently that's not in the cards for tonight. So I'll settle for the same old trouble I've been getting myself in all along.

I spent a good chunk of the day today with The Rookie. We went to Joker's Child for a bit and then he tagged along to the insurance company to pick up some bonds. We went to this dingy little used appliance place to buy a refrigerator for the garage and I introduced him to White Castle which he promptly informed me he hated. Sometimes I wonder if he's really my brother. It was a good day all in all considering it was a ridiculously busy day.

Tomorrow the inspectors are here again, they might be bringing another team in as well so that will be fun. And by fun I mean...well, you know. Tomorrow night we'll be staking out the lot once again to see where the hell Tyson is escaping from. Friday I have to see a man about a fence. Saturday I have a lot of work to do in the office and around the house. And Sunday is some type of youth summit which by default I am chaperoning and arranging transportation for. Monday all hell breaks loose once again.

Life is...curious.