Mr. Husky texted me on Monday to ask me my plans for the week. I responded that I was busy, but could possibly make room on Wednesday night (that's tonight for everyone following along) if he were willing to drive to Worcester. In case I haven't mentioned it before, Mr. Husky resides in the 413 area code. Eeeesh.
Anyway, I never heard back from him. Not yesterday, not today, not at all.
Maybe what everyone says about Western Mass is true: It is populated with retarded people. I don't know if he's just an airhead or a little stupid or just a very busy person, but I've just about lost all of my patience.
So go on with your bad self, you Husky man, but please, oh please, do not ask me to participate.