As promised, here is our new regular feature wherein McNeil attempts to prove he can have as many adventures in Charlotte, NC, as Tom Franklin is having in Brasil (where they spell it with an S). For instance, this morning McNeil was required to pour and eat his bowl of breakfast cereal in the secrecy of the laundry room to ensure that his four-year-old twins would not be jealous. Intrigue! Suspense! That story has everything. (Pictured, the new buds on McNeil's apple tree.)
