Adventures in Text

In the interest of getting this steamboat up and running again, here's a sequence of text messages from last week:

From Drewder- Discretion.
To Drewder- That's good stuff.
From Drewder- What would you know about it?
To Drewder- Oh, about a pool of noodle soup's worth, I'd say.
From Drewder- That's about the best representation of a knowable amount as I've ever heard.
To Drewder- It's nothing, maam. I had the tire and the jack. Just be comfortable, all right? It'll be a minute.
From Drewder- At sunset, we made love like sea otters. That was a pretty good day.


I'm going to attempt something of a posting blitzkrieg over the next few days. Who knows if it will actually happen?

In the interest of steamboats, here's Willie.