What's Tony doing now?

It is 340 pm, Friday afternoon, I sit in my office.  I had a class at one pm -- that is done and I have farted about on the Internet.

I look at the family photo on my desk.  I then look at a photo given to me by a student of Tony sitting on my shoulders.  I wonder how he is doing at the preschool.  I hope he is sleeping or being trouble to the other children.  He he.