And she don’t always say what she really means

Oh, let’s close the week on a happier note. Here. I give you the first sentence of Fiddlehead: “Sally Louisa Tompkins held her ground.” So that’s six words to jump-start the metrics next week. [:: quiet happydance ::]

The wind light as a thief

[sulk] I woke up way the hell too early this morning, courtesy of a salesguy at Rooms To Go. Yes, Rooms to Go. Is it the hippest place on earth to shop? No. But RTG had a comfy chair/ottoman set we liked for the guest/game/cat room and we were tired of hunting around, so we [...]