Shea home

Dave G. picked us up at airport, drove Ms. Megablogger home, then came to get me, halfway to Clark on Wardlow. We crashed, in bed that is.

Next day, Shea came in with her scar and great attitude, so we jelled throughout the day, me watching football, BBQued in p.m., then watched game 2. That's about it. Then Dave brought over Sylv's carryon which had been in his truck all day.