TUAK going dark

I'll be weekending in the big city, and I ain't carrying the pooter with me. My fellow hermity type Mr. W expressed woe and grief that he's going to get most of three days all by himself in the desert. Actually it was more like joy and glee, for which I take no offense at all: I like my friends completely, but would feel exactly the same way about a few blissful days of solitude with the dogs.

See you all Monday!