This is Trusty.

He is my long-coveted pet. And the future name of my firstborn.
Wed May 6

I was coerced into this.

Young Han and Katie came to me out of the blue today, blindfolded me, gagged me, and gave me Indian burns until I consented to getting a tumblr.  So I did.  Indian burns are a good means to get what you want out of me.  Take that as you will.

I don’t understand what this tumblr business is, because I don’t really understand anything about what the kids are doing these days with their tweeting and stumbling and digging and whatnot.  I suppose I should learn, since I am under the age of 60, and I have no excuses not to.

Ta-da.