Mischief Managed Afloat: Dumbledore Edition

<DISCLAIMER> This is a first for the blog. Up until this point, I have held onto my written kingdom with an iron fist, refusing to give up my posting throne or editing crown. That is about to change. (No, we did not take the boat to Winterfell. Calm down.) Because I did the responsible grown-up thing and got a day job, Justin has done a lot of the work needed to get Dumbledore ready to go without me. And so, for the first time in this blog’s history, I hand the wheel over to him. Take it away, Justin. (And make sure you use your commas correctly.) </DISCLAIMER> This post will be a very special treat since it’s me, Justin, writing, not Casey. So I guess I should prepare you guys for my writing style (it’s a little bit different than Casey’s) Casey might say something like this: “It was a crisp autumn day as we cut through the water on our way across Albemarle Sound. We left Elizabeth City before sunrise and caught a fantastic wind to sail us through th

We're baaack! No, we're not back in Florida. Actually, we went in the other direction, but I'll get to that in a little bit. First, I need to fill you in on what we've been doing the last few months. Justin, all furry crew members, and I settled back in to life in Buffalo pretty well. The cats were excited to have litterboxes that didn't move when an unexpected wave passed, I was excited to have a walk-in closet again, and Justin was excited to have a hot shower every morning that didn't require half an hour of messing with a generator. After a few more months of construction, our flip house in Derby went up for sale and sold in a week, I got a new job selling furniture, and Apollo caught and ate a mouse. (It was a big day for Apollo.) In between the hard work and cleaning up mouse guts, Justin and I had a chance to reflect about our trip. We discussed all of it at length, and eventually we realized a lot of the problems we had during the trip were