I still find it hard to believe that private jets don't have shitters! It's like our crazy house boat we rented for Jawn's bachelor party even had toilets - if I remember correctly, they were RV-style for sure, but you had a friggen DOOR. Yuck.

In fun gaming news, my copy of Robinson Crusoe came in. I totally didn't have a handle on it when we played it at Cayucos, but I could tell there was an awesome game in there that I'd love once I got my head around it. Hopefully MY WIFE will enjoy it too, but if not, I will roll hard with Friday and my dog, Thursday.