Cute. Mr. Peacock said he'd call yesterday so we could hash out what the heck happened Monday night (before he did the IM equivalent of hanging up on me.) Then he said he might not get a chance. Then he said he would. Then might not get a chance again. Then didn't.

Mind you, he wasn't too busy to participate in a truly epic thread on Facebook with a couple of friends and me.

A has given me permission to beat Mr. P about the head and shoulders with his own guns. Also had an interesting and enlightening talk with him about Mr. P.