|Commander Espresso, "Hey, muscle, is it safe to step out of the LEM now?"|
|Espresso, "This is nothing like my hidy place under the desk, is it?!"|
|Espresso, "You still owe me a salaaaad tonight!"|
Yes, everybun, yes, we had another successful EBA last Sunday evening. It's getting hotter and muggier now, so we might have the next one when things cool off a bit. When's that gonna be?! No bunn knows. October? November? Will the civilized world survive that long?
And the mosquitoes; I swear they tried to carry away my hoomin. Anyway, we'll try to overbun all this nonsense no matter what. For now, we enjoy every minute of our improvised, daily, mini-bunn-fests. My hoomin is thinking about creating an edible art exhibit for us. You know, like that nanner taped to a wall, but better.
We'll keep you posted,