@The_Kyle_Mann And when hoary hairs
Shall their temples adorn
Like lambs they shall still
In my bosom be borne
You’re a good good Father
That’s who you are
That’s who you are
That’s who you are
Where was grandma? She was across the lobby, but it was clear she wasn’t going to make it over to the gym.
There’s probably 100 reasons I wasn’t going to go with her to the gym, not least of which was my HLMT. That time is sacred.
Please respect HLMT.
What happened this morning? A thread.
At this vball tourney and woke up in the hotel. Now, these mornings are sacred to me. I call it HLMT, Hotel Lobby Morning Time. It’s that time when I get up early and go down to the lobby while my family sleeps.
Uh, what?
Keep in mind, I have no idea who this kid is! She doesn’t know me!
I tell her she needs to go ask her parents.
She’s like, “To get permission?”
I’m like, “No, to go with you.”