is this one of those fish / bicycle things?

So I’m sitting at work, wondering if my wife is going to come get me (see, we don’t just break grandmas, we break cars, too, and mine is in the shop). The phone rings, she answers, and I say “Hello.” “Oh shit, I’m supposed to come get you!!??”

More about me that you don’t really wanna know

In another followup to this post, I’ll tell you what we have going on this summer (since the kids are out of school this week): Three main destinations: Beach, Windy City, Pittsburgh. Two main modes of travel: planes and automobiles. Spread out over the next three months…