Ouch. I did that once. Tried to run into the kitchen to stop the timer and miscalculated the full width of myself. All of me made it but my pinky toe, which broke in half.

I want the knife! I know that’s from The Golden Child, but my dear friend Ivan and I used to call that out to each other during gigs. He was our bass player and my husband and I were the singers in a band for years. He passed away years ago now, but every now and then I’m tempted to yell it out.

Attend, stand throughout, back turned to the dais.

And yet so many people voted for this kind of ridiculous behavior. I will never understand.

Truth!

…and read multiple novels. And I have a healthy marriage. In all my free time.

Worse.The snowman came to life.