Sorry that my last post was so mundane. In fact, I’d put it on the same level as a conversation had over stale oatmeal with a roommate you don’t really like the morning after you’ve had a bit too much to drink and can’t remember where you lost your left flip flop.
I’ll try to make up for it in future posts and hopefully you’ll forgive me and continue to check in for excitement, wit and humor.
IdyllHands 
Hey, a lost flip flop is nothing to be taken lightly. ESPECIALLY when you're hung over!