I just got a call from Katie saying that Dad wants me to come over to the house and 'help fix a fencepost'. The problem is that our fence-posts are made of bricks and it would take a car crashing into them at 30mph to take them down. Coupled with the fact that Nicki didn't want me to take her to work, and that (she doesn't know I checked into this) she's not supposed to work today. Combined with the fact that dad makes these calls himself, and Rico's not online.....

My ass is being so set up. Time to go pack my flak jacket and heat.