Mr. Duncan Doodle has been doing this thing where he starts following me around as I'm getting ready for work because he senses that I'm about to leave him. And he makes himself look as pathetic as possible, which works in persuading me to stay home a little longer exactly 125% of the time.
I never thought I would find myself in a place where I was only the second best manipulator in the house.
And now, your Pictures & Distractions:
Caught spyin' on The Perfects.
It is impossible not to love this animal.
Matt setting up for Ollie's birthday party in my backyard.
Some of my friends must have seen this sign.
With Val in NYC.
With Corey at The Met.
Crap to distract you from whatever you're supposed to be doing: