So. It's father's day

And no fathers around here anywhere. Yeah, well, I'm maudlin a lot of the time.

On the other hand, We're picking up Frank tonight, not tomorrow night.

By the time we get him home it will be early tomorrow morning: for him it will be tomorrow mid-day.

Edit:

Okay, I'm confused again.

I thought this drug was supposed to make me less spaced out.