Tiny tree frogs have been sheltering from the oppressive heat and humidity on my deck. They are most welcome.

Needless to say, the reps at the record label were none too thrilled . . . :"'How come you've got a monster drowning a priest?' We wanted to be able to say, 'How do you know it's not a priest drowning a monster?'

You showed me yours . . .

Me at the start of 2024/ me at the end of 2024

And Festivus has begun.

See, you show this Chuck and I immediately think this.