I’m going to Denmark, holla! For two weeks-ish. But I got you: I’m going to spend the rest of the day here at work
not generating thank you letters to our donors, or scheduling blocks of rooms for this monstrous conference we’re having in the fall, but rather, scheduling posts so that you’re taken care of for every day that I’m gone. I’m only doing this for you, Carl.
Because I know it’s not a matter of me getting what I want: my sister’s having
a boy, y’all!! And apparently they’re going to name it either Justin or Joseph. Clearly, I’m hoping they name him Joey. Because Joey Harris…well, honestly, whenever I hear the name Joey anymore I think of
this guy. But still. Justin Harris would make his girlfriend cut off her toe for a suitcase full of underwear.
