vacation

I've not been around this space this week. Partly because my co-worker is on vacation, and partly because I've nothing to say, really. Even with Antoine gone, I've plenty of time to goof off and do my own thing (if you don't believe me saunter over to the Orchard and take a look for yourself.)

So, I'm just checking in. Like a kid calling his mom at 10:30 on Friday night. That was the cutoff, anyway. At 10:30 it was check in one last time, and then sneak in the house as quietly as possible in the wee hours of the morning. Mom always knew when I came in though -- but she never really said anything about it. hmm....that's me Mam. She's a good mom.

-d.