Scintillating Tuesday repartee, yawn man.
Forgot to mention that the fizzicle therapy is rescheduled for Thursday morn, man.
Short night, too late to bed we man.
Even shorter, Mini-B.'s confiscated phone went off at Many (2+2+1) -- si man, Many (2+2+1) -- a.m., man.
We couldn't out-figure how to kill the alarm, snooze-feature man.
We finally gave up and resolved to hide phone elsewhere in the future, resolute we man.
Rousted Mini-B.'s carcass, groggy wee man man.
Breakfasted him, breakfast we man wee man man.
Too late for skoolbus, chauffeur we man wee man man.
Breakfast for us was toast, ingest we man.
Siesta immediately attempted, zzz but not soundly we man.
Upon arising, discovered that e-mail/Internet/landline service was all down, call for service we man.
Appointment was promised for Wednesday, man.
Mama T-B. called around noon, needed visit man.
We complied, compliant we man.
Not much yelling and efficient visit, mirabile dictu man.
Lunch was a donated half-sandwich + cold steak fries, ingest we man.
Went straight from there to Uncle T-B., deliver Rx et al. we man to senior he man man.
As usual, he thrust a pile of mail at us to tell him what it was, expected man.
Unexpectedly, he was willing to tear up the unimportant stuff right then, big change man.
We got out of there perilously close to skoolzone time, egad man.
We discovered phone message from Internet repairman, available right then man.
First, we hastily searched Uncle T-B.'s mail-recycling bins, no coupons there at all man.
Arrived at casa just before Mini-B. de-skoolbused, fight skoolzones we man.
Repairman waiting patiently, good dude he man man.
Ignored miu demanding usual edibles, wait for once miu man man.
Repairman determined that backyard line had somehow been cut, mystery how man.
Repair was swift after running new line, major boon man.
Demanding miu finally satiated, satiated miu man.
Din-din was nuked chicken enchiladas (Sam's) + tater tots (Aldi) + r'b'r, ingest Two Guys man.
Mini-B. and we agreed that this was a superb Two Guys din-din, satiated Two Guys man.
Movie night was The Jerk, pretty good and watch Two Guys man.
Many (2+1) bowls of Costco popcorn were consumed, ingest Two Guys man.
This tallies to Many (2x2x2 +2) for the week, minimum quota already achieved man.
Went to ex-Mrs.-T-B.'s casa to retrieve a recreational book for Mini-B., retrieve book we man.
The book is 1ManyManyMany by Geo. Orwell, read wee man man.
Then groceried proximally and rapidly for Uncle T-B., 2 nonperishable items man.
No party with the rubias tonight, no cavort we man.
No distinct plans for Wednesday, no plan we man man.
And that was/is our thrilling Tuesday, report we man.