At 2:20 I decided to spend some quality time in the bathroom.
The phone started ringing, the doorbell started ringing. It was like Grand Central Station while I was in the bathroom.
Turns out, Shelby stopped by today, and he was the doorbell culprit. He and a buddy rode their bikes down from New Mexico to Brownwood, where his buddy has a cabin, and they've been riding the Texas back roads for the last couple of days. They were about to leave when I got to the door. We visited for a few minutes until I told Shelby his favorite potato pancake restaurant was about to close. They roared off towards town.
Since I've been off the toilet? Not a damn thing.
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