It's noon and I'm drunk and stoned. Any thoughts about adventure that involves driving, dashed.

I had the breakfast buffet at Square 40, one round, so food made it on down this morning.

It's a nice cool 54° day and my front door is wide open. I haven't seen my neighbor at all yet, he's got a case of White Car Syndrome.

It occurs when the white car is in the driveway, which means his wife is there. They live in separate places and she drops by occasionally.

God only knows what goes on over there? They could be snuggling down to NetFlix, bickering in the kitchen, or doing the deed!