Joe and Carol came down to visit today, and we had a jolly time hanging out, watching the Beavers pummel the Ducks in the Civil War game, and munching on chips, Jelly Flops, and pizza. Flights of conversational fancy were common, and by the end of the day Carol and Erin had somehow rather inexplicably entered Joe and me into the Mr. Universe competition where my talent was to be playing the bagpipes while wearing a kilt and parachuting out of an airplane, and Joe was going to do a Chippendales routine with a chop saw. Maybe it’s trauma from Friday morning’s event, but it was one of the funniest bits I’d heard in weeks.

Many thanks to Joe and Carol for the great Saturday!