I miss Squoosh. Meg and I are driving through TN. I'm listening to the country countdown, since nothing else is on. Some demented girl has a song about drinking honey out of a pickle jar. Did I ever mention that I don't get country music? Is that a metaphor?? Meg did admirably, but now we're on to the conference. Hoo-hah. I'm posting by phone, so let's hope this works...
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