At the risk of causing his majesty to be even more disgruntled than usual, I apologize for a lack of Foz last Friday. While he insists on blaming me for his absence, I am pretty sure he was too busy strutting around here, being super showy about the fact that he went to college.
I suppose he earned a few credits.
As far as Tuesdays go, I thought we might all need a little more time to recover from last week's creepy monkey offering, so I was planning to keep the random light. My coupon clipping was done without incident or terror. In fact, I was conjuring a tale about baked potatoes. Oh, don't worry, we'll get to that another time. What could possibly interrupt something so spud-facular causing me to seek out moral support? Why would I need that? Well, because our trip to Target this afternoon had this...
Back off Baby Cuddles. Back. Off.