Didn’t you give up coffee, too? Useless.Joke's on you. I don't can my tuna.
Boot, just come to West Seattle in your kayak. I’ll meet you at Fauntleroy Cove. Ideally, we can commandeer a ferry, and go float around Puget Sound in our rusting fortress stocked with Ivar’s chowder and Reuben’s draft beer. If the ferry doesn’t work out we can at least get a big house with a water view.