Jack of Harts

The Taco Bell dog cup became my most trusted companion after my Olympic tryouts. He went with me everywhere, always ready to make me feel better, and his presence was comforting. But I have not needed him like that again so far. I kept to a liquid diet of jello and beef bullion on Wednesday, and tried out a couple bites of real food on Thursday. By Thursday night I even managed to generate some real belches. The ones my friends call Wookie mating calls. For the Wookies we grew up with in the Star Wars novels. I have no idea how Darth Mickey’s Wookies will handle romance of course. I liked them when they threw pots and pans. Oh wait. That was Roddenberry’s Klingons. 😉