Idling

Okay, Opus, I've made a big bag of peanut butter sandwiches and I've got the cooler full of bottled water. I called in and left a message at work that should get me covered until Monday morning. Plus, I ran by the grocery and picked up a bag of Depends (hey, it worked for the NASA chick, right?). Highlander totally has the kids under control for a couple days.

So, when, exactly, do you expect to pick me up on your way to Hollywood?

I mean, we're still gonna take Mowgli down, aren't we? (Separated at birth?)



Hmmm, maybe we should leave out the sandwiches...