No, of course I should not have had the laptop on a TV table, unstable enough that TONY could, bounding over to greet me, knock the table over and bend the plug in portion of the cable that connects the hand me down (from Dru) computer to the vital (because the screen portion of the laptop no longer works), and great, monitor.

Of course not.

Do I love trying to hunt and peck my way to a post on my tablet? It’s… Something.

I can’t add the new drawing or the new photos, and…

And, does Tony, begging for food an attention (the “pet me” and the “I’m so cute” his usual ruse, easily translated to “Feed me, Dude”) give even a single shit that I am trying to unbend the mini plug in part of the heavy cord?

Of course not.

So… I do have content. Just exactly like those sessions your friends get and you miss, classic, epic, all time awesome content.

But, hey, I have to go. Tony’s litter pan needs changing, his water filled, oh, and isn’t he adorable, jumping up in the middle of my drawing table, knocking off anything loose, and then punching me because I didn’t pet him quickly enough?

Actually, yes: quite adorable.

If you can figure out the surf forecast, when and where… Good luck. It will be EPIC!