I just turned down a weekend jaunt to New Orleans with two hot blonds. Shelby and Chelsea are leaving tomorrow, be back Sunday.

I think it's a brief work gig for Shelby, along with dealing with Apple over her phone, and the nurse is just going for the fun, and to look pretty on Shelby's hip.

I've been there three times in my life and I always had fun and usually got in trouble. It's only a four hour drive so maybe I'll do my own road trip in a couple of weeks. It's time to vault that pole.

In the meantime, I've got the place to myself, with the responsibility of hanging out with two small dogs. I take this very seriously, I love these two little punks and I'll take good care of them.

Shelby bought herself a new bed, and gave hers to me. I've been sleeping on a foldout bed with memory foam, which has been great, but this one's bigger and better.

Her birthday gift for me arrived, and she put it together inside the house yesterday and I wasn't allowed in until it was ready.

I love it, can't wait to get a game going out here in the mancave. Dan dropped by a couple chairs the other day, so we're all set.