Topix Underground

My kid is down in Ann Arbor touring the campus at UofM. Jesus. I wish I could go back to the way things used to be...the simple life, just me and my dogs traveling the countryside spreading the gospel of fun. Now everything's so grown-up and serious. I don't know how I'm going to come up with the money to pay for all this.

I have some free time. Knocking available.

I just perform slave labor.

There’s other people coming in and out of this house. Outside guys - roofers, gutters, who knows. I don’t mix with the rabble. Outside guys are of a much lower echelon. I’m more of a delicate genius, an artisan, an old world craftsman….along those lines.

That was meant to be a funny. I don’t have my glasses on.