it's me, Little Neal. I'm out in the dock house with Mom, waiting for the dolphies to work their way down the bank toward the open sea.
They come by, looking for little fishes near the bank and I got to see two earlier in the day. Then, I yanked Mom's glasses off over and over, trying to get her to take me back down to the dock so I could see the dolphies again.
It's better than her watching Mr. Trump all the time. She's also watching this guy Steve King who won't support penalties for people taking their kids to dog fights. He's been on the television today defending that hatchet-faced Flynn person. Go figure. Mom's crazed.