So I got up kinda late; I won’t be specific, and you don’t really care. I spent a while at the computer, took my Sunday shower, and took Tasha over to play with Happy about noon. Did some reading, got a little exercise on Mom’s treadmill, had lunch downtown, checked my e-mail again, and went out on the deck Dad built. Could not believe my eyes … Look!

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See what I mean? Where the hell does that sun think it’s going in the middle of the day? That big yellow thing has an unnatural affection for those trees lately. I don’t even know what those trees are called – big, hormonal bushes really – but I want them to quit dragging the sun down before the day has half a chance to amount to something. I’ve got woolgathering to do, and I darn well need someplace warm, clean and well-lighted to do it.

You can’t leave these celestial bodies – not to mention abstract entities – alone for a minute anymore. Miscreants.