Oooh, just like the roving bands of turkeys in Davis CA, making their bold mischief whilst doing snarky eye rolls at the state capitol in Sacramento.

Right?! I take odd comfort in these kinds of connections, no matter how small or random. They shine tiny lights of community through the divisive gloom of these times. Thank you for being a light.

And I'm so happy that my little free library was one of the recipients! Thank you for your so-important creations. And here's a fun bit of weird coincidence: you and my husband Bob both got your Sociology Phd's at the same place, and he remembers you well. I do love weird coincidences!

Delightful jaw-dropping surprise of a start to my day. My joyous thanks to Betsy and her podcast partner & sister Kate. Your curiosity-sparking podcast keeps me wondering, chuckling, and of course gnawing in the best of ways.

This is my 13th year of NaNoWriMo story-inspired sleep deprivation. I promise you that in a few weeks I’ll be looking up this comic in a blurry search for a word I need but can’t remember!

Yep. Looks like someone really got themselves in a pickle!

I would DEFINITELY buy ice cream at the ballet. As long as it is in cups however. I still lack the coordination to gracefully eat ice cream in a cone.
I’m going to find this book so I can further investigate this ballet ice cream situation.