for sale, michel, good price!

Sorry it has been so long friends, but Michel has had bad week! We had to spend week out of the house. Mother said father was coming sometime this week to pick up his 10-speed, his ELO collector's edition box set, and the rest of his guns. She said that she "needed it to seem like she was fine without him", so we left.

Now, i'm nowhere near as smart as Mother, but i doubt that sleeping in a homemade tent made of our neighbor's discarded refridgerator box, in the woods beside the Walmart Garden Center gives the impression being "fine without him". While the paint job she did on our box WAS inspired, heat would have been preferred, if Michel had choice. How mother went topless this entire week, i'll never know.

Maybe it's the bourbon?

Even more troubling, Mother kept cornering people walking through our living room (she INSISTED on calling the parking lot our living room) that not only was I FOR SALE!, but ON SALE. Plus, Mother suggested I go into the Sam's Club next door for free samples "if i wanted to eat".

It is good to be back home peeing in my own race car bed, luckily dad forgot it.