We're going camping. No reruns or anything, just no shows at all for today and maybe tommorow.
It's a Getting Back to Nature weekend. Me and Mr. Happy Puppet Head will beat drums we fashion ourselves out of logs, paint our faces with mud, and wear loincloths (even though Mr. Happy Puppet Head has no loins to clothe, we understand that loincloths are detrimental to the getting back to nature process), and yell lots of incoherent yells. Just me and him alone on an island on a lake.
And we'll catch fish and cook it. Either that or bear. or raccoon. or the ramen noodles we're bringing for backup.