I've got so many other things going on right now, what the hell, November? Blog posting month, yeah, GREAT IDEA.

Alice and I got a bunch of work done this morning, we probably would have finished the entire book but no, she had to keep getting down on the floor to engage in deep communion with Cookie:

That and the fact I was passed out on the couch, drunk on Bud Light and Clamato. (I've linked that Bud-and-Clamato photo from three different places now, I am no doubt on the verge of a CLAM-DRIVEN REVELATION.)

Today's shoes:

At least they're not Crocs.