I worked as usual (annoying, boring day) and after work and nap Fred and I watched 2 x 2 Shinobuden on my computer and then went to Sonny’s to eat. I got the salad bar and he got something hilarious called the Pork 3-Way. I teased him that he got porked three ways by Sonny. He said, “I take care of Sonny and Sonny takes care of me.” This is very true. Amusingly enough, I asked him if he owns stock in Sonny’s and he launched into an explanation of why that is impossible: They are family-owned. Why does he know this? He’s been to their website and knows all sorts of weirdass facts about Sonny’s. That boy is serious about his fooding.

 

Anyway, after being fed we ventured home and watched the Jerry Springer Opera, at which he laughed at the transvestite’s “Talk to the Hand” song. After Fred was tucked safely into bed (well, air mattress), I did an assload of editing (I’ve got a BIG project that is going to take FORRRREVER, but forever’s great at 25 bucks an hour!).