We ate at Cracker Barrel tonight and Amy just had to have that fuzzy stuffed squirrel. She’s been attempting to interest the dog in it. Ferris (the dog) is nonplussed.
At work i’m continuing my reign of lucky breaks and guesses that just happen to pan out. This coming week i have to reengineer the security and data tracking for the game to more manageable session based approach.
whatever that means.
