hit it up

The plan is to check out these fellers, scoop up the sister minor (but not minor in the inferior sense), then speed down to spend some quality time with the fam.

And during lunch today, I decided it was time to finally get to last month's One Story story, "Frost Mountain Picnic Massacre." I opened it over a pathetic lunch of sardines, triple creme cheese, and red pepper strips, and I was so engaged, I never finished the sardines. One of the best booklets I've received from One Story, with the other one really worth mentioning being Robert Travieso's "We Bluegills." But you don't have to take my word for it...