i say, i say

i sold my car at 50% less than i wanted to sell it.

pants and i left on monday.

yesterday, a depressed beagle tried to run in front of our car going 75 mph in texas.

pants swerved and missed it.

ernie's okay.

we're in forrest city, arkansas this morning, where the mobile phone service is spotty, but we have free wi-fi.

more later.

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