So we made it back from that barren wasteland. Just kidding, Brainerd – You know I love you. In the Summer. With the lights off.
As soon as I got home I checked to make sure the water pipes hadn’t burst AND THEN I shined up the new press. Oh, I also made sure the cat was alive. You never know, she has a tendency to fall into vats of oil and get her tail chopped off.
That’s what the press looks like – and I always play that song when I gaze upon it.