Mr. Shipley goes home

Today at Starbucks I thought I had discovered a new drink when the barista recommended a caffé misto based on what I said I wanted. When I told Dragons, he was all, "Um, that's just a cafe au lait." I felt so let down. Oh well. My new standing order will still be a grande soy caffé misto. It's delicious.

Speaking of delicious, we went to see a Wil last night, who insisted we bring Mr. Shipley along for a meet 'n greet. I made him a special fellow by the name of Captain Stinky, who featured a peg leg, peg tail, peg arms, and peg head. Also, a kickin' striped jumpsuit and hat ensemble. But he wanted nothing to so with Captain Stinky, and at the end of the night, it was Mr. Shipley that he chose to stuff down his pants.

Poor rejected Captain Stinky.



Here, Pismo consoles him as they hang out in the shadow of the giant pineapple. Pismo says, "At least you've still got your great fashion sense."

That's so true, Pismo. So true.