At Least It’s Not Towels…

Anniversary today. Here’s something someone else wrote:

me: We will name him Henry. Or Charlie. Or O’Shannesy.

Laura: Or Beyoncé.

me: Or Beyoncé. Yes. And when our friends are sad we can leave him at their front door to cheer them up.

Laura: Exactly. It’ll be like, “You thought *yesterday* was bad? Well, now you have a enormous metal chicken to deal with. Perspective. Now you have it.”

[I highly recommend her book, which is still in the New York bestseller list.]

I’m thinking this – big metal goat:

More regular blogging around the end of this week.  

Drive safely over the holidays, please.

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