Yep, happy new year!
It’s 10:50 and Mrs. Grouse and I are partying like rock stars. You guys should be here, but the lazer show would probably give you cardiac arrest and the cops just showed up and threatened to shut down the party because the place is over capacity and a beer spill is threatening to flood neighboring properties. Which is going to be a problem when Aerosmith takes the stage…
Ok, we’re at home actually. I’m in my den reading and Mrs. Grouse is headed upstairs to the bath. It’s hell getting old.
Grouse