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anarchicxscrapper:

This was the “news source” that claimed I was, n’ I quote, “almost attacked durin’ a tapin’.” I think the best part’a the piece was the fan shot’a me gazin’ down at the dude with a trenchant glare while security was pilin’ onto’ ‘im. He wasn’t brandishin’ a sharp object, just some inebriated bravado. Coulda been worse, I get that, but I walked away with a dope story. After he woke up in whatever drunk tank in, uh, fuck, where was that—Portland, Providence, one’a ‘em… he has an encounter t’ tell at parties. Bro, that “hit video” showin’ you in the airport was about squat. Homie behind the camera was rapid firin’ some awful questions. He’s fortunate I wasn’t there, only sayin’. Would’ve been a clip t’ post, no doubt. Heh, the people do seem t’ be into big guys showin’ their softer, more sensitive sides. An’, those were manly hearteyes ya cupid shot at me, for sure. Personally, if we were ready ready t’ adopt at the time, I’m sure we woulda found a way for Lillian t’ be ours ASAP. We both dug her from even just the picture. Maybe, yanno, we can ask about her at the shelter. Not t’ pry, only inquire. Oh? If that’s how they conduct business then I dig this place already. They’ve gotta good rapport with their adopters n’ potentials. That’s customer service. Baby, I’m feelin’ positive about this. Ah, okay, uh-huh, you’ve been correspondin’ with ‘em so you would be privy t’ the next step in the process. Anything ya need me t’ do, say the word. I’m waitin’ for the official “dog dad” title.

I remember that one. Pretty shitty of ‘em to spread news like that around. Don’t remember the exact timeframe on that incident, but wasn’t that around the time we were havin’ a lotta trouble with fans jumpin’ the guardrail, anyway? If it was, guess they had to spice it up so it wouldn’t just be another usual “Idiot jumps the rail, gets tackled by security,” type story. People like to spread bogus stories around, besides. Some want their five minutes of internet fame, so they wanna be the ones to break ‘news,’ even if it ain’t real. Thankfully we haven’t seen much of those kinds of incidents after they actually charged that one guy. Guess the risk of a few nights in jail ain’t worth it. Baby, I’m glad you weren’t there that day. Much as I would’ve loved to see you give it to him, we gotta take the higher road when it comes to folks like that shovin’ their cameras in our faces. Even if ‘higher road’ means keepin’ your mouth shut. Wouldn’t have wanted to see you get in trouble. Heh, think people do enjoy seein’ those tough guys with the heart of gold. Strong yet sensitive. Manly hearteyes, uh-huh. I don’t know if hearteyes can be manly when they’re accompanied by one of those goofy smiles. You’re probably right about Lillian, sweet face. We were still pretty close to the startin’ line when we saw her photo, but we’ve been takin’ those steps since then. Don’t see why we couldn’t ask how she’s doin’, either. They wanna make sure the pups find good homes, so it may not be too surprisin’ that they’d stay in touch. ‘Specially since we’re still lookin’. Baby, soon we’re gonna have a li’l bundle of fur for ourselves. Ahh, this is excitin’! Uh, hm... I’ll ask for sometime Thursday, how’s that sound? It’ll give us a day to get home and get settled after TV and everything -- plus there’s a chance for showers Wednesday, so might be nice to avoid that.

anarchicxscrapper:

Touché, you’re correct about that. Nah, it wouldn’t have been too bad for that but ya know how the crabs in the barrel are. Always searchin’ for a way t’ crawl out on the backs on the others. Heh, if that’s all the happens, you’re lucky, baby. Cooin’ comes with the package deal’a seein’ a beautiful potential pet so while ya may’ve raised some eyebrows, the onlookers probably softened up. There may be a blast post somewhere but as long as they ain’t hatin’ ya, you might’ve gained some fans, yanno, who haven’t seen ya gigglin’ while watchin’ those videos. I hope her home’s a great one ‘cause if a pictures are worth a thousand words, then she was worth a million. I… hadn’t even thought about callin’ about current adoptees. Ya know how my mind can be. Mental pendulum swingin’. Often two at a time. Whooosh, heh. It’s been a long time comin’ but this is the time t’ begin, yeah. Alright, so, uh, I don’t know how this works now. Um, do we or should we call t’ request that particular pup or…

Yeah, you do gotta point with that one. Might be a slow news day, too; so it could’ve been the best they could get. Wouldn’t really put it past ‘em considerin’ that video they posted after I got suspended last year. If a fan or some other random person wants to spread the news, eh, I ain’t gonna mind too much. Folks dig tough guys who coo over cute li’l things, don’t they? Plus, I’ve been caught givin’ you those hearteyes before, so droppin’ an audible, “Aww,” over a furry li’l face probably ain’t too much a leap from there. Yeah, I’m hopin’ she found a great home, as well. A li’l bummed we couldn’t bring her home ourselves, ‘cause she was so adorable, Jonathan, but I know we’ll find the one for us. Don’t gotta worry about it not occurrin’ to you, either. It wasn’t somethin’ I’d really thought about either, but I’d asked about Lillian and then we just kinda kept the communication goin’, even after they told me she’d been adopted. Uh, pretty sure we’ll have to schedule a meetin’, yeah. They got her with a foster, as they do with a lotta the younger pups, so I can let ‘em know we’re interested in seein’ her next week.

anarchicxscrapper:

Staaallion! Heh. That’s true; I was “Aww”-in’ via proxy, though. S’long as no one snapped a pic t’ sell t’ TMZ, I’m wagerin’ you’re fine. Yeah, please show me—….AWWW, lookit the fur kiddo, baby! Yeah, how could I forget Lillian? Those floppy li’l ears, her li’l soulful expression… Baby girl was adopted? Alright! Good luck t’ her. You were keepin’ up with the apotion place? That’s great, Joseph. We’re gettin’ closer, huh? This will, uh, this will good for me. Us. Be good for us. Well, the folks ya talked t’ know a thing or two ‘cause the picture they sent’a the border collie pup’s meltin’ my heart. When we head home, do ya wanna met her? I’d love t’.

Yeah, but “Aww”-in’ out in public is a completely different thing. Don’t think that’s juicy enough to warrant a splash on TMZ anyway, so I guess it ain’t too bad. Worst that’ll happen is someone goin’ on twitter or facebook to talk about how they saw Roman Reigns gettin’ coffee and cooin’ over somethin’ on his phone. ‘Course, fans already saw me gigglin’ over funny videos before, so maybe it ain’t news. Heh. Mmhm, li’l Lillian found her hopefully forever home. Didn’t think it’d take too long, ‘cause she looked like a real sweetheart. And yeah, I’ve been keepin’ up with ‘em. Figured it wouldn’t hurt to stay in touch and kinda chat with ‘em to see what kinda pup they thought might be a good fit with our lifestyle. Still can’t believe we’re gonna be addin’ to our li’l family... But, uh, I’d love to meet her when we head back home next wee. Definitely.

anarchicxscrapper:

How cute are ya right now, baby? Awwwww! What’s the pooch lookin’ like? Floppy ears, furry tail, canine grin that says, “Hi, I’m precious n’ you’ll wanna take me home,” or a combo’a the three?

Sweet faaace! You’re only sayin’ that ‘cause it wasn’t you who got caught fawnin’ over a cute li’l face. As for the pup, it’s a li’l fuzzball with cute li’l ears and an adorable ‘how can you resist this face’ kinda face. See for yourself. Uh, that’s actually from the same place that had Lillian -- the li’l girl with the floppy ears, remember? No surprise that she was adopted, but I’ve been kinda keepin’ in touch with ‘em, talkin’ about the kinda pup we were lookin’ for, y’know. They sent that to me earlier ‘cause they said she might be a good fit. Li’l border collie.

Y’all wanna know what’s really awful? When you’re lookin’ at your phone while waitin’ in line for some coffee, and you see a photo of a pooch that not only makes you grin, but it’s also enough to make you say, “Aww,” out loud... Although you don’t actually realize you said somethin’ ‘til you notice folks lookin’ at you curiously.

Nooot my proudest moment, heh...

canadiancodebreaker

#My champion #.balto

anarchicxscrapper:

Fake types? The sort whose face almost freeze in a rictus, sardonic grin while their standin’ in front’a everyone then down ya t’ the bosses ‘cause they “personally” don’t see anything in ya. Yeah, I’m well acquainted with that type’a co-worker. Mmhm, work environments ain’t the same as they used t’ be. Or perhaps it’s been this way but the readiness’a social media makes it worse. Your, uh, pessimism? I haven’t… I haven’t caught an audible’a ya usin’ that word in awhile. Hm. I mean, shit, it ain’t hard t’ call on a sense’a buried pessimism with all these ass clowns runnin’ campaigns n’ corporations, generatin’ headlines glad-handin’ with Satan or whoever’s the latest evil. But back t’ what we were talkin’ about. Rackin’ up the miles can be a hassle – like, if I could jump in a ride n’ be anywhere in less than sixty minutes, I’d travel with no qualms. You n’ I both know it ain’t like that. Airlines take my platinum card so it’s my job t’ dress warm. Now those smiles that ya receive after a chance meetin’ or the kind ya witness at signings like the one today, those are the realest. Ya had fun n’ I didn’t blow ya kisses. Simply ‘cause ya asked politely. Bored? Uh, no. No, I wasn’t. Signed a handful’a ‘graphs myself – a coupla folks noticed me but didn’t cause a mad rush – n’ if ya dug cars, that was the place. Grabbed a giant soft pretzel, too. Yeah, I saw the line growin’ steadily by the minute there. Phoenix’ll be where we left it, baby, ya did the right thing. The noble thing.

Yeah, those are the exact types I'm talkin' about. Or they talk shit about you as a way to make themselves look good. It's unfortunate, but some people are two-faced like that. Sayin' one thing in front of you, then another soon as you're outta earshot. You might have a point about the social media aspect to it all, as well. Folks say somethin' thinkin' it won't reach the person they're talkin' about, but oops, someone shot 'em a link or screenshot and now they know. Or you think someone's an awesome person 'cause of how they act in the workplace, but then you stumble on some kinda social media account and see that they're a completely different person off the clock. Oh, uh... truthfully, baby, I haven't mentioned bein' pessimistic or whatnot 'cause it ain't somethin' I've been feelin' lately. Or when I have, it's one of those fleetin' things that's squashed shortly thereafter. It's easier to keep my head up when I can squeeze your hand or look to see you givin' me one of those grins you do so well. Ugh, maaan, it's 2017, why haven't they invented teleportation or some other kinda instant travel?! I dig travelin' via car, but those long flights can go. But, suppose that's all a part of the job, huh? Heh, thanks for holdin' back on blowin' kisses. If you had any you wanted to give, I'll gladly take 'em now -- they gotta be actual kisses, though. Aw, not surprised that some recognized you. Think we're well past the point where fans know the other is near when one of us has some kinda appearance. So long as said other doesn't have other obligations, 'course. Glad you were able to enjoy yourself, sweet face. Duuude, people were linin' up long before we even got there. Someone tweeted a photo at me at like 3PM showin' folks in line, and it didn't start 'til 6PM. Thanks for understandin', though. We still got plenty of time to make Phoenix and enjoy a li'l downtime before gettin' down to business.

anarchicxscrapper:

Head a man say once that in our business the only things that ain’t fake are the money n’ the miles. I got my reservations about that but he’s right in the sense that everyone in our business racks up geographical miles be it by car, bus, or plane n’ we make a lotta money repeatin’ that travelin’ cycle. Personally, I’d like t’ add another selection t’ this list: the smiles from the people who come t’ see ya in meet n’ greets like today or at the events. There are the most real, in my opinion. I take it ya had fun at the Autorama. Niiice.

Hmm... in a way, I could almost see that bein’ true, ‘cause... there’s a lotta shit that goes on behind the scenes, so it ain’t too difficult to run into some of those, uh, fake types. ‘Course, you could likely say the same about nearly any occupation considerin’ the world we live in today. Or maybe that’s just my pessimism rearin’ its ugly head again. We do rack up a lotta miles, however. That can be more than a li’l bit tirin’, but there’s nothin’ like seein’ those bright, smilin’ faces. Those are the most real, baby. Dude, I had a blast! Mentioned before that it’s been a while since I’ve done a signin’ like this, or ‘least it felt that way, so this was a lotta fun. What about you? Did you have fun? Uh, hope you didn’t get too bored waitin’ afterwards. Know it took longer than planned, but... couldn’t just walk off while folks were waitin’.

#//according to people on twitter he stayed to make sure everyone in line was able to get something signed #total sweetheart <3

It’s been said a lotta times before, but meetin’ with fans is always the best part of this job of ours. Don’t always get as much time with ‘em as we might like, thanks to time constraints and all, but we do the best we can. Seein’ their smiles and hearin’ a few kind words makes it all worth it.

xinmy-mindx

Pensacola beach in the early morning.

#Absolutely beautiful #**

anarchicxscrapper:

Saw a glimpse of my manners or suffered the horrors’a how this man throws down? I’ve actively been, uh, workin’ on those. The manners, I’m sayin’. It’s one thing t’ acknowledge certain attributes n’ say, “Take me as I am”. It’s quite another t’ watch as a camera filmed ya smackin’ n’ open mouth chewin’ t’ the mortification’a the folks seated with ya. Claudio didn’t seem t’ care but Steen was crinklin’ his nose n’ ain’t no enemy’a mine is gonna stare at me in disdain while I’m indulgin’ in one’a pastimes. Unwritten rule, exactly, although I wouldn’t doubt in the barbecue captial’a the world there may actually be a rule scribbled or typed in the city hall’s law books, heh. Surprisin’ the world’s larger supplier’a Wet Naps isn’t headquartered on the east side’a town. Now that you’re sayin’ this, there more than likely are no guidelines on how t’ make that first impression valuable while sportin’ KC BBQ on your crisp white tee. Hugs, fistbumps… Gonna keep an eye out on the kisses. Better not be pressin’ close t’ the lips. ‘Ey, ladies or gentleman, that man’s gotta hubby.

Baby, nothin’ at the moment has any chance t’ impede on those jovial vibrations oscillatin’ the atmosphere. HaHA, yeeeah, see, see, you’re aware’a my MO Sunday. Ain’t that amazin’? A double champ, that could be me. Switchin’ the narrative on the regular. Folks gotta stay up on me. You’ll be the first person I’ll see as I’m steppin’ outta Gorilla? More incentive t’ eliminate everyone. Hm, the weather was in the 30′s last ya checked, huh? There may’ve been that warm front breezin’ through. KC, Kansas is nine minutes from here so it’s virtually gotta be the same; hoverin’ ‘round the low 60′s. Evenin’ temps should be droppin’. Wantin’ t’ trip the sunlight fantastic amid these balmy temps? Mentally shimmyin’ with ya. Aw, yeah, there will be cars there… Alright, then, I’ll walk the floor but I’ll be glancin’ back at’cha. An’ blowin’ kisses. Wait? Who said that? Heh.

Eh, a li’l of column a, a li’l of column b. Heh. I was only teasin’ you, baby, ‘cause honestly, what do they expect from a premise of talkin’ while eatin’? Bettin’ that a lotta folks would be taken aback if they saw themselves eatin’ on camera -- ‘specially if they had to be an active part of conversation throughout the meal. Who cares what Steen thinks, anyway? He wants to turn his nose up, that’s his problem. Even if you displayed perfect table manners that night, he likely would’ve found somethin’ to sneer about. Claudio’s cool, though. Always liked him. Haha, right, right; there could very well be a rule like that written somewhere around here. This would be the place for it. Haha, maaan, now that you mention it, it is surprisin’ that this wouldn’t be a a hub for Wet Naps or some other kinda wet napkin or whatever. A lotta places pass ‘em out with the meals anyway. Aw, no need to worry. Don’t mind givin’ those hugs or fistbumps, but no one’s gettin’ any kisses. No one ‘cept you, that it.

Great, glad to hear that. Gotta keep those good vibes flowin’. It is awesome, baby! And y’know? It’d make you a two-time Intercontinental Champion and a two-time WWE Champion. Two-time squared, haha. Gotta keep switchin’ things up so folks never know what to expect from you. Don’t become predictable. Mmhm, don’t know where I’ll be watchin’ from -- monitors or one of the screens they set up backstage -- but I’ll be waitin’ for you right outside Gorilla once it comes time for you to head backstage again. Yeah, the weather was a lot chillier when I checked. Could’ve easily been some sorta mistake on my end, or perhaps it was one of the late-night temps, ‘cause no doubt things will be droppin’ once the sun sets. Either way, it ain’t that cold now, so I’m rejoycin’. Sweet face, if you’re tellin’ me you’re mentally groovin’ with me, that makes me wanna dance with you for real. I’ll wait, though. Put a li’l hold on it for now. Gah, why must you do this to me? Hahaha, sure some folks would be pretty jealous seein’ you blow kisses my way, but I ain’t gonna share those air smooches with anyone. I’m greedy like that.

anarchicxscrapper:

Goes without sayin’ at this level in our relationship but I’d use that smear’a barbecue sauce as an accent t’ underscore my chiseled dimpled features. An’ highlight those delicious eats. Ain’t the cleanest guy ‘round when grilled meat’s on the menu. Almost anything grilled, actually. You, however, have the right attitude n’ I’m sure your adorin’ public’ll overflow with gratitude. An’ hugs. ‘Ey, ya know me, say “Food”, will travel. That sounds like a dinner date in some point in time.

Aw, yeah, those good vibes. Open up the airwaves n’ the chakras, yanno? The spirt’a the human body, uncluttered n’ free. An’, uh, thank t’ the talk we had, I’m ready for the Elimination Chamber. More than. Why, ‘cause I’m the baaadest man on the planet. My husband reminded me’a that. Dude, it’s in the upper 60′s n’ I’m like “Bless” ‘cause I was expectin’ a significant drop in temps. Not the case. Feelin’ huh? Yeeeah, that’s what I wanna hear. Your fans a in for a treat! I’m glad t’ made the trip with ya. So I ain’t just sittin’ collectin’ dust, I’ll help security or somethin’. Maybe not. I’ll sit somewhere outta way; watch ya do your thing.

Heh, folks would likely find it to be an endearin’ look on you. You’ve done a Table for 3 episode, so fans have already got a glimpse of your table manners. Plus, all you gotta do is flash one of those dimpled grins, and it’s be easy for ‘em to overlook any of those sauce stains. Don’t think it’s easy for anyone to remain squeaky clean when they’re chowin’ down on great barbecue, anyway. That’s, like, an unwritten rule. Endin’ up with sauce on your face is a sure sign of some prime eatin’. Sadly, it ain’t a rule that you can abide by when you got an appearance to make afterwards. Hugs, haha, right. Sure there’ll be plenty of hugs and fistbumps given out. A barbecue dinner date with my baby boy? Yes, please.

If you’re feelin’ good, then I’m glad that talk was able to help. That’s all I want; you to be happy and feelin’ good. Now you can walk into that Chamber with that champion swagger, ‘cause you could very well be strollin’ out with two titles hangin’ over your shoulders. And I’ll be the first to welcome you soon as you get backstage again. I’ll be the first no matter what happens, even if I gotta push and shove my way to the front of the line. Dude, no lie, I swear I checked the weather for KC yesterday and it was the thirties. So, either they had nice warm up, or I fucked up and got my locations wrong. Wouldn’t doubt it bein’ the latter, either. Either way, it’s in the 60′s and I’m close to dancin’ in the streets. Not really, but the sentiment’s still there. Hey, if you don’t wanna sit around, you could always take a stroll and check out some of the cars. I remember lookin’ around at the car show I did last year, and there was some awesome stuff. Just don’t start blowin’ kisses to me, ‘cause I don’t need fans to see me blushin’ and grinnin’ like a fool at my husband. Haha.

anarchicxscrapper:

Gotta be picture-ready, fresh n’ clean for your payin’ fans n’ supporters. A single plate'a this ambrosial manna is criminal but that’s the way it’s gotta be. Suuucks!

Stallion, it’s as though someone flipped a switch or pressed a button n’ I’m in a buoyant, uplifted state'a mentals. Rollin’ the dice that it’s the good food n’ spendin’ time with my husband that was the catalyst. The weather’s mild – glorious afternoon! How about you, Joseph? Excited about your signin’?

Ain’t that the truth? Don’t wanna start glancin’ through any photos that get posted from tonight, only to see a smear of BBQ sauce on my shirt. Not the impression I wanna make, heh. Maybe next time we come through here we’ll be able to enjoy some more of the good food.

Glad to hear that, baby. Really. Good food and company will do that for you. Just gotta try to keep those good vibes goin’ strong over the weekend and on. Man, it is a great day, too. Thought it might’ve been cooler out this way, but thankfully that ain’t the case. Dude, I’m feelin’ great. It’s been quite a while since I’ve done a signin’ -- or ‘least it feels that way -- so it’s somethin’ I’ve been lookin’ forward to. The fact that you’re here with me makes it all the better, too.

anarchicxscrapper:

What do ya do when you’re in Kansas City? Inhale.

Then smash a plate'a Kansas City-style barbeque. One plate, though, ‘cause I’ve got mudholes t’ stomp on Sunday.

And while I don’t gotta stomp anything ‘til Monday, I do gotta meet and greet comin’ up in a few hours, so... guess that means I’m stickin’ with one plate, as well. What a travesty, man. Haha!

How you feelin’, sweet face? Did that KC BBQ hit the spot?

puppiestotherescue

#Gah!#I can't take that face #That li'l face #**

ambrosesource

50 Days of Dean Ambrose: 9/50

#Man there's just somethin' about you standin' on a ladder like that...#.balto

anarchicxscrapper:

The fabrication’a our existence is astoundin’. Our lives, well, definitely our careers boil down t’ two shapes: circles n’ squares. When I step back n’ watch how the patterns form, it’s damn near breathtakin’. Stallion, ‘ey, we all have our flaws, yanno. We’re only souls trapped in bone swathed with layers’a flesh. You’ve never overlooked anything about me n’ my livelihood. I wanna say that. An’ you, heh, you’ve dealt with me when I become too… me. Flyin’ off the handle when I should by still, stayin’ silent when I should be protestin’. I’ve said that I was good person hangin’ onto a life raft clawin’ my way in Ohio but I’ve made some terrible decisions. Decisions I thought would work out, decisions I knew were fucked up. As much as I preach about “good vibes” n’ whatnot, sometimes, when I’m downin’ myself, I think some’a this strife is karma. An’ it’s shadowboxin’ with my own worst enemy. Myself. Listen, perhaps I don’t need t’ do this but I wanna do it: if I’ve said anything that came out wrong lately or I, jokingly, acted like I purchased somethin’ I didn’t t’ tease ya, for example, I apologize. Probably not even the time for all this n but ya know well how I perceive time. In n’ out, bobbin’ n’ weavin’. Ughhh, gotta get my head into the game n’ hone in on a win. Maybe a good night’s rest n’ breathin’ in some Kansas City air’ll do me some favors before hittin’ Phoenix. Jesus, I can’t stand bein’ emotional. Never mind that I’m emotional in mega-spurts, nah, not ignore those facts. Just, uh, it’s nights like these I get choked up. I hate gettin’ old, heh. I’m bein’ forced t’ face my own weaknesses n’ I’m inchin’ closer t’ joinin’ AARP n’ there’s no negativity at the bar, c’mon! Joseph, man, you’ve—you’ve been great with me n’ my wallowin’ ass. This was just a glitch in my Matrix. If I haven’t already sung your praises, thank you for the bomb dinner ya made last night. If ya owned a Yelp page, ya would’ve had a review laudin’ your efforts.

Mmhm, that is most certainly true, baby boy. Those random shapes, lights, and colors swirl and merge together to create that thing we call life. It’s a beautiful happenstance. Souls trapped in bone swathed with layers of flesh. Don’t recall hearin’ it put like that before, but it’s a lovely way of wordin’ that truth. Step one is bein’ able to admit we have flaws and vices, ‘cause no one’s above that bit of humanity. I do wanna thank you for sayin’ that I’ve never overlooked anything about you, however. That’s one record I aim to keep for the rest of my life, ‘cause you’re important to me, Jonathan. That’s one thing I never want you to forget. As for ‘dealin’ with you,’ that’s what friends turned husbands do. We’ve talked about those fair-weather friends before, and I never wanna be that kinda person. Pretty sure I’ve said it before, but it’s somethin’ worth repeatin’, so: I don’t just love you when you’re crackin’ jokes and doin’ that shimmyin’; I love you when you’re angry and rantin’, or when you’re quiet and sullen, or even on those occasions when you’re tap-dancin’ on my last nerve -- although, those times are few and far between these days. When I tell you I love you, there’s no asterisks or any hidden terms or conditions with that phrase. I love you, no matter how you’re feelin’ or what you’re expressin’. And when you get right down to it, everyone’s fucked up or made some bad decisions at some point in their lives. It’s a part of livin’ and growin’, and it’s makin’ it through those bumps and rough patches that truly shape us into who we are today. There’s never a wrong time for apologizin’, either. So long as it’s what you feel you need to do, that means it’s the right time. Can’t think of anything you’d need to apologize for at the moment, but that’s a sweet gesture all the same. Thanks, Jonathan. Hey... I’m real glad you’re comin’ with me to Kansas City, too. You didn’t have to, ‘cause I would’ve understood completely if you wanted to skip out on that extra bit of travelin’. You mentioned that you dug Kansas City, so do hope the li’l trip there’ll help clear your head a bit. There’s nothin’ wrong with bein’ emotional, either. It’s just you and me right now, baby, so feel free to be as emotional as you want. You’re welcome for last nights dinner, too. I was happy to make it -- and knowin’ you enjoyed it makes it all the better.

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