Well, shoot...

It's looking more and more like I won't get drafted by any team in the NFL again this year. Starting to wonder if it'll ever happen at all at this point...

I took Lyla to the grocery store an hour ago. When we were loading up the truck, she said, "Music, Daddy?"

"What would you like?" I replied.

"Jimmy Buffet, please."

Man, that's a good kid! We grooved to "Cheeseburger in Paradise" the whole way home!

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