You are not permitted to intentionally create disagreeable odors in Alabama. You are not permitted to produce cheese with undesirable odors in Wisconsin. You are permitted to be deeply and exuberantly happy, regardless of your odors, vapors, etc.
You may be vaccinated. You may be agitated. But spring, and hope, and cats are marching on, and I hope you’ll come along.
The rains in Mozambique have been relentless. The cyclones seem to have a crush on Madagascar. But here in Ringoes, NJ, things are fine and dry.
February was not fully perfect. Cases in point: Something has gone horribly wrong with all the butter in Canada. Elvira is no longer ours for the hugging. Daft Punk has broken up. Additional case in point, pointedly true every month: our collective sanity has broken up (HA HA HA I MADE A FUNNY! “COLLECTIVE SANITY” […]