The president of Doorknob Construction (aka the Chief Sniper) and family made it to the HQ for dinner last night. Thank you Chief for the pizza, salad, and the beer. Two out of those last three were lifesavers. The other? Still pretty good. That Green Goddess is quite a lady.

At one point last night Mr. D was doing something (I forget what) that made the Jr VP laugh hysterically. Stinkboy, through his cackling, pointed at the Chief and yelled “That one’s funny!!” Apparently Jr had declined to learn the names of our guests. That would make some sense I guess: the lad has a bit to learn about being a gracious host. The Jr. Sniper, even though perhaps a bit overwhelmed at first, was a perfect gentleman all night and happy to play with the toy cars and trucks we keep scattered about the HQ. Stinkboy? Let’s just say that a better host would have offered toys to his guest, instead of screaming “I NEED IT!” and trying to snatch it out of his hand whenever his guest picked up something new. A few time-outs were required before the evening was through.

Thanks again guys, and remember: you have the best boy in your town. Jr meant no offense, and it’s not like he was claiming to be the best boy in the whole state or anything.