Wednesday, February 08, 2012

Travel Day

The Man snapped his fingers, so we're scurrying back to El Norte to do his bidding.  We're not sure why the former mayor of Querétaro is leaving the country on our flight, but hopefully the satchels full of gold bars and $100 bills won't weight the plane down too much.

We're hoping your enjoyment of this post is enhanced by the fact that we're sitting next to Hizzoner in the departure lounge while we're posting this.

Output could be sparse for the rest of the week.  Go read a book or something.

1 comment:

El Consejero de la Amiga del Lorax said...

And Sr. Pug?