Missions in the sandbox, sleep deprivation, and chasing The Trump...must be Friday!

Ugh…0330 here at The Compound. Trying to get The Wife out the door for yet another of her fabulous vacations. Beginning to think the filterless Pall Malls are a real problem…she has one suitcase stuffed with the damned things. Like you can’t get Pall Malls in Mexico? Eh, maybe not.

Great night last night with the The Dad playing at a local event that was in his honor. He deserved that and I was glad to see him get the recognition. Was up at 0230 to get The Wife up and out the door and now I’m trying to decide if I should go back to bed for an hour or just tough it out.

I vote for tough it out. Besides, I just made a pot of coffee so I guess I’m up for the long haul.

The Nephew and his family are on some sort of secret mission to the sandbox…no, the one here in NW Oklahoma. I haven’t been to the Little Sahara since I was in high school. I should visit there sometime. Actually, The Nephew pre-positioned his RV there during the day on Thursday.

Hmmmm…I’ll bet they have room for me in that RV. Maybe Cousin Fred and I will head over there after Cousin Fred gets back from dropping off The Wife in OKC. At least I’m hoping he’ll drop her off…he’s snoring on the sofa right now, but is grasping a set of keys in one hand. I guess that’s a good sign.

The mutts are all wide-awake, so I guess I’m screwed for getting back to sleep.

Eh, well…sleep is overrated anyway. Or, as the poet (can’t remember his name) who wrote “A Shropshire Lad” put it, (and, yes, I’m paraphrasing here) “…when we’re dead, There’ll be time enough for sleeping.”

When Cousin Fred was last conscious, we had a conversation about making the trip to the vast wasteland of Indiana. The primary is Tuesday. According to the Fox News whores, if The Trump takes Indiana, it’s pretty much over.

I think we’ll set our sights on arriving in Indiana late morning on Monday. That will give us an opportunity to ensure our suite is well-stocked for any post-primary parties we want to host. Hey, the way I look at it I’m saving MAD Magazine (our sponsor) a ton of dough by hanging out at The Compound for the next few days.

Cousin Fred and I will pull all the TVs and computers into one room here and turn it into a campaign command center. DISH network has those channels that show several channels at once. We can monitor any developments and then report to MAD.

That’s all for today. I’m going to try to get some sleep! Stay tuned for more.

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