welcome to the vomitorium

There’s something nasty going around, and its real gross. It got my little buddyman, then it got my darling wife. So far, miss sunshine and I have escaped its wrath. Knock on wood.
Its sad and crappy to see a little guys eyes roll back in his head as his body convulses through another dry heave. Yuck. The good news is, it’s a quickie. 24 hours and its totally over.

Just now, Mongikongy announced that he likes boobs so much that he flashes himself when he walks in front of a mirror.
I cant explain it.

My task for the day: Find out how much it costs to build a new 2-tower 40 story condominium with 6 levels of parking decks in downtown Atlanta.
Readyyyyyy…….BREAK!