Summertime has rolled into town, creating mass confusion in the household over the appropriateness of eggnog and other holiday delights. (We did the nog, if you're wondering, and it was right.)
Tomorrow, we head out in Vantastic for a whirlwind tour of the island. This island. The North Island. We have food and the dog and a bed. We're looking for sun, beaches and calm. Vacation. It's really all we ever wanted.
Speaking of The Go-Gos, it's my new year's resolution to learn all the songs off Beauty and the Beat and Vacation in case anyone ever needs a Skidmarks On My Heart-ready drummer. It could happen. You want a piece of that action?
You know you do.
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