The first normal one in three years. Well, except for the lack of breakfast: we had everything from a contractor visit to a cat diagnosis today*. In my usual tradition, I shall not sing the only Columbus Day song I know, on the grounds that it is so filthy I am surprised when people still admit that they know it exists. Our ancestors were not exactly subtle.
Moe Lane
*We thought she had a urinary infection; turns out she’s just a bit nervous.