re: #311 Blind Frog Belly White

When, after a crazy year trying to start a company after my crazy old boss finally went ‘round the bend, I got a real paying job (despite him telling me “Nobody will hire you! You’re too closely associated with me”), Mrs FBW said, “Tell them you’ll start a week later, because WE’RE GOING TO DISNEYLAND!”

The only problem is that the timing doesn’t quite work for that; that’s the day my last severance payment arrives, which means I might have some extra money I can use for frivolous stuff, but not as much as I’d have liked. Nevertheless, there will be food in the house, and gas for the cars, and much rejoicing. Yayyy.