$17 for a 6-mile taxi ride

Oops, last night we lost our car keys at the bar (well. . . I didn't lose our car keys). That is what you get when two oldies try to have a late night in the city. We spent the morning trying to figure out where the car keys were and taking Franco to his favorite place to chase bunnies.

I have this horrible cold and I sound terrible. . . and I may break down and try the neti-pot. I heard it works miracles, but I am still scared of it. Are you familiar? This weird thing that flushes out your sinuses? Not a pretty site, but if it makes my head feel less like exploding that might be nice.