I'm under about another half foot of snow this morning, with more on its way. I'd normally never dare to use this as any kind of excuse, but it's a widely known fact that Seattle doesn't know what to do when there is even an inch of snow, let alone 12.
So considering I got no mail delivery or pickup on Saturday, I'm kinda thinking today won't be any better. My Santee apparently has really shitty luck, given that they pulled me this year, arg. 
Me too. It bums me out. But when you get this gift, Santee, I think you will love it.
No problem, RegJoe. Thanks for all the great swag, including the original Truck Nutz art! My wife is totally alarmed by it, so I think I'm going to stash it and use it as an prize of some kind for the next play I work on (which might actually be in Seattle). Like, every week someone else in the cast gets the Truck Nutz award for some reason. Last summer at the O'Neill I turned Truck Nutz into a fun meme/joke that I beat to death, and I'm happy to be able to keep it up.
Nat X will enjoy the company of my other action figures. Hopefully he will try to raise the consciousness of my only other African-American action figure, which is the Job I bought from a Christian toy company.
I'm not legally allowed to own cock rings, so I snuck them into the pharmacy section at the Brooklyn Target, where I'm sure they'll confuse and amuse the hapless employees.
The best prize, however, is the illustrated letter. You sure can drawl good Joe!1!!
