Posted by on Feb 21, 2021 | 22 comments

Just call me Tuckered…
Well, I seem to be in a wintertime wastrel sort of state…not doing much, just lolling around trying to keep warm and half-heartedly attempting to attract a tummy rub from ANYONE, doesn’t matter whom.  Just get over here and DO it, mecs!
Was I bitten by one of those bad mosquitoes?  One of those snoozing-sickness bugs?
Or am I just too pooped to pop much right now because of too much excitement?
You know, watching the Prada Cup really wore me out, and that’s the truth. But…
Italy WON and is the challenger against New Zealand for the Americas Cup on March 6th, or so THEY tell me.  That means we will all be watching Luna Rossa again, on the edge of our seats, whatever that means.
I’m not sure I can go through this kind of suspense again.
But I’m still in the finals for The Snoozer Cup, no question.
Maybe in the next race I’ll launch my ZZZZZ-boat, haha.