Crank ‘er up
Gentle Reader:
Please bear with me if you’ve arrived to find such generic confines.
There’s still spackle all over the walls, the floor has that brown paper down for workmen to walk on (though they never do), and all that’s in the fridge is a flat 2-liter bottle of cola.
Count on some excitement soon after the housewarming party. There’s a dude coming who used to be some sort of karate champion, and we’re making some wild punch.
