friskin

I want this.

Chris bought us lunch because today was my last day. Everyone enthusiastically encouraged me to go away more often.

Oh, I'm tired of crazy office antics, as amusing as they are. It's finally time for my vacation to begin. And end. One last thing...

This photo of my dad and the doc is hanging in the waiting room, along with a call for caption entries. My favorite so far? "We ain't got no stinkin' arthritis!"