Thank you all

Somehow my minor absence from my scribal post has not negatively impacted my blog traffic. Thank you, gentle readers.

Meanwhile, up here in Canandaigua, New York, nothing keeps on happening. Mostly we observe spousal tensions, which is something. Even between all the lesbians who were shacked up in the place next door. Sister lesbians. Twin sister lesbians, even. With dogs, saying things like, "oh, sorry, this dog's not very well-trained." Which isn't a very good line in my book, but frankly it has nothing to do with her sexual orientation and everything to do with being in your 20s and childless, and all of a sudden having to deal with this incursion that other dimension sometimes known as the nuclear family, sometimes as New Jersey, or, in our specific case, the Griswolds. Protective of small children. Well-provisioned, dammit.

What's a group of chain smoking current and erstwhile lesbians from Beantown and Frisco to do? Tie them dawgs up. Put em on the screened in porch. They're not going to run over and freak out young Graham, I'll tell you that much.