Toys, Hughie and Ruth

The sun came out, so the guys are returning to the Sunday morning b-ball game, and they're bringing their kids and their kids are bringing their toys.



There is something so perfectly in-sync about guys and ball and kids and toys. Plotnik doesn't recognize any of these toys either. Talk about feeling ancient.

And now the phone just rang and it turns out that two dear old friends who lived across the street from Plot and Duck in Stiletto City, but who moved back to Michigan some years ago and no one had heard from since: they're here! Hugh and Ruth will be at World Headquarters in a few minutes. This is such fine news. There will be pictures. Wow!