Geez, I leave the sock for a couple of days and everybody bails. WTF?
Anyway, I am really leaving this afternoon. Apparently, I have a relative on his deathbed, so this is probably it from me for a few days, since the 20th century hasn’t completely caught up with the mitten state (i.e., when will broadband reach there?).
Anyway, I handed out the keys to a bunch of good folks who only wish they had big sock mouths like me. Or want to give me a sock in the mouth. Or something. Enjoy the change of pace.
And, as my parting shot, ponder this.. Separated at birth?