1. My laptop power cord. Briscoe chewed through it.
2. My laptop battery. It died about three weeks before Briscoe destroyed the power cord.
3. So, pursuant to #1 and #2, my laptop.
4. My car. She is worn out and getting fixed. She is getting old.
Libby says I always have my bike. Oh, and my cell works. At least for the time being, even it the battery only stays alive for 30 minutes of talk time. So be brief.
the thin line between optimism and delusion... 
The Terrace misses your broken life. Love you! Ate a cupcake for breakfast.
the good news is your laptop cord and battery are replaceable. you and briscoe– not so much. happy friday!