Today the Great Autumn Clusterfuck of 2010 2.6.1 dissipated into a handful of annoyances, huge sighs of relief and a feeling of frustration that our regularly scheduled life programming should just start up right away.
So I napped. And drank. And made killer split pea soup with toasted balsamic, ham and aged cheddar sammies. Oh, yes, I did. And they were good.
As countless ‘experts’ can tell you, in the calm after even very minor trauma everything about you can just shut down. This is convenient, as it explains my inability to string together words into coherent thought.
And as such, I give you… puppies!