Well, Mark is safely back in and amongst his family, yet another group of humans that do nothing but fawn over his every move…  Seriously, has the guy ever had a piece of constructive feedback throw his way?  What would he do with it if someone did?  “Hey Mark, you know how you always start your articles the same way?  You might try mixing it up a bit…”  and judging from the spine-stapled piece in Doc’s hands, that could be the actual magazine edition or it could be that Mark has a printer that prints on 11×17 paper and a special stitching machine to finish the job…  So either he has been home a LONG time, or I just read way too much into these things…

And I’m sorry, what’s that, Rusty?  All I am hearing is non-descript sound waves emanating from an orifice slightly more than 4 feet off the ground…  Huh?  Didn’t get that…  all I heard was “Cape Buffalo…”

And by all appearances, Cherry took advantage of Mark’s time away by have a couple more rows of ribs removed and being fitted with a new corset.  I think her waist is now down to 12 inches…