Tyler, lowering his head when he just doesn't know what to think of me. (Tyler, I don't know what all is on your list, but I'm going to need you to run for President.)
Barry and I went to Kitchen on George last night. It was my idea and he said yes. I told him we'd have to clean up a little, and he said that wouldn't be any problem. And he got dressed himself --- in pants that weren't jeans.
Having fun getting to know LaDonna.
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