Existence is Futile

Tonight we are going "home" to spend the night with my parents. I haven't been home in awhile and since it's a holiday, why not? Oh, there's so many reasons. Anyway, Ragged has gone on a day excursion with one of her friends and I'm here alone with a pulled muscle in my back and a bottomless pit for a stomach. The weather is nice, though, and the windows are open.



Ike and Cooper