Nah, I kid…a little. Got back from El Paso on Sunday night to find that my freezer had quit working some time during my absence. So me and my wife spent the evening cleaning instead of relaxing. Not my idea of fun.
At work, I was greeted by the delivery of my new monitor. It was a welcomed sight as my old CRT had finally kicked the bucket and I was using a POS 19in. I also learned that my fellow artist, Rafael Animal Harris, had decided to move on, and will be leaving Playnet. I am saddened to see him go, but wish him well. Hopefully we can still hook up for golf on occasion, although admittedly, it will not be as convenient as it was when he was in the next office.
One last good thing to happen me of note: I had a great fucking dream of Salma (Hayek) last night. I don’t kiss and tell, so I will spare you the sorted details.