That is hip-speak for a "staycation".
The first weekend in November I may have to take a Ferris - perhaps ship the Dude off to the kennel so I can get my sleeping in on.
Visit my favorite city haunts with my favorite people.
Maybe hit up the zoo. Get my seal fix.
Or venture to Cherokee for some Mudd coffee.
Perhaps even sidle up to a dark bar with a cozy fella and order up a frothy beer from the lazy barkeep.
Social time.
Me time.
Bring it.
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